laughter dances as footsteps shimmer on water * gentle caresses calm fears into peaceful serenity * seductive voices entice until sorrows drown
You wend your way across the meadow’s open expanse as the early sun casts its glow upon the toadstools and the tumbled leaves. The chill air catches at your throat as you breathe deep. Negativity disperses with the puther of each expelled breath…
Newly shorn, the meadow lies bare now under the October sun, the golden trim giving accent to the surround of autumnal trees. The air holds a bitter nip that the early light is hesitant to dispel, but the clear sky promises pleasant hours ahead…
labyrinthine streams wending in life-giving flows feeding reveries
seasons shift decorating the land in daubs of gold finger paints wildly applied joy articulated with a child’s exuberance whilst leaves crunch underfoot During September, the signs of autumn have become increasingly rife in the meadow and in the wooded area beside the stream….
February arrived at the meadow and the little wooded area beside the stream, enticing nature to quicken as the year edged slowly onwards… (Remember to click on the galleries for better views of the pictures!) As youthful sunlight grew bolder, caressing the earth with…
Colette O'Neill... Environmentalist, Author, Publisher, Photographer. Creator of Goddess Permaculture.
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