simply watch through weary
eyes as an ever-changing world
ebbs and flows
or you could
keep on stretching fearlessly
higher refusing to accept
When my sister and I moved in to our new house, there was a pagoda in the garden that was barely standing beneath the weight of dead wisteria branches. We cut the wisteria back until all that remained was a stump with a couple of green shoots. These we decided to leave, hoping it would make a comeback. We then replaced several rotten pagoda posts and found the perfect place to hang the green man wall plaque.
We’re now considering whether or not to move the green man. The wisteria has definitely made a comeback! Those little shoots didn’t take long to grow, or to multiply, and they quickly tangled themselves around the post all the way up to the top. We worked out that they’re growing at a rate of six inches a day! When the photo was taken I was lucky enough to go into the garden when one of the shoots had tucked its tip into the green man’s mouth. Needless to say, it didn’t stay there long. At this rate, the whole pagoda will be covered again in wisteria soon, and, if he stays there, the green man will be well and truly hidden.
This post is for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is Delta, and we’re asked to share a picture that symbolizes transitions, change, and the passing of time.
amidst an urban landscape
tools laid down to
as the day fades
This post is for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s prompt is It IS Easy Being Green.
The photos were taken over the allotments (community gardens) near my sister’s home in Lincoln (UK). It’s nice to have some greenery in the middle of the city.
lonely gaze watches
abandoned to solitude
This post is for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s prompt is solitude.
I photographed this jackdaw when we were in Cornwall last summer. It was sitting all on its own in a tree in the middle of Tintagel village. Jackdaws are very social creatures, seen more often in groups than on their own, so I thought of it as soon as I saw this week’s prompt.
My internet connection is still very hit and miss at the moment. The last several days I’ve been told it’s been great during the daytime while I’ve been at work. Unfortunately it’s been abysmal each evening after I’ve arrived home. Grr. It took ages to upload this picture, and I’ve had the message ‘saving of draft failed’ flashing up on my screen every few minutes while I’ve been putting together the rest of the post. I’m now just hoping that I manage to get an internet connection long enough to actually post it! I’ll respond to comments, and visit everyone’s blogs as soon as I can, but, as you can probably guess, commenting is very frustrating when you have to type the comment several dozen times before it sends.
History’s enigmatic weight settles, cloak-like, upon your shoulders as you walk beneath the graceful arches. The weathered stones may be mere remnants of times past, but still they stand, elegant and proud, marking the route along which devout men once walked. As the wind dances around the columns you can almost hear the sound of male voices raised in prayerful song, their worship resonating down through the ages…
This post is for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is graceful.
The photo was taken at Fountain’s Abbey – the ruins of a Cistercian monastery near Ripon in North Yorkshire. The entire site, built out of richly golden sandstone, is beautiful to photograph, but I found the arched walkways running alongside the nave particularly graceful and attractive.
Anticipation clings to the air as the engine, wreathed in puthering smoke and steam, pulls steadily closer to the station. The gathered crowd jostles for position, each individual determined to find the best position available. Voices chatter excitedly, a thrum of excitement carrying along the packed platform. You strain your ears to hear the familiar huff and clank of the metallic beast’s approach.
Soon it will arrive. Soon it will disgorge its passengers.
And then the festivities can truly begin.
This post is for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is anticipation.
The photos were taken in York two years ago, when we visited their Christmas Market. As my train obsessed nephew was with us, we couldn’t not pop over to see the steam train (the Christmas White Rose) that was just about to arrive in the station.
I wasn’t sure whether or not to include the second picture. I like the blur on the people, I feel it gives a real sense of just how busy it was. Unfortunately the train itself is also a little unclear, and I’d have liked it to be perfectly in focus. Eventually, I just told my inner critic to shut up and included it anyway. It was very hard to take a good handheld picture that day – everyone was pushing and shoving, wanting to get onto the engine’s footplate and talk to the driver. One woman even pushed my nephew out of the way so she could get on before him!
This might be my last post before Christmas, so I hope everyone has a great time, whatever and however they might be celebrating. As today is actually the Winter Solstice, happy Solstice everyone!
Gentle light caresses fields shorn of their summer abundance as the newly awoken sun peeks above the horizon, tinting the wide sky in pastel shades. A lonely blackbird breaks the lingering hush of the pre-dawn hours. Soon it is joined by its fellows, and their voices rise in joyous chorus. Peace settles upon me as I breathe in the magnificence of the new born day in this place that I call ‘home’.
pure light emerging
awakening wide landscape
This post is for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This week we’re asked to share a picture of a place local to us – a place that we think of as ‘home’. These pictures were taken a few weeks ago when I was out for a dawn walk to the meadow, my favourite place in the village. This is the view on the other side of the lane.
draped in elegant purity
amidst an array of
interlaced with droplets
of shimmering starlight
in celebration of
This post is for both the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge, with the theme H2O, and Cee’s Black and White challenge, with the theme liquid. The pictures were taken on a very misty morning down in the meadow, when the little trees were festooned with dewdrop covered spiderwebs.
I hope you like them.
an expansive ocean of
presenting youthful enthusiasm
whilst all outdated dictates
on the shoreline far below
a life of graft replaced by
a fun-filled existence
becoming the prime objective
These pictures (which were taken at Tintagel, in Cornwall, UK) were nearly posted a few days ago for the Weekly Photo Challenge (this week’s theme is edge). Unfortunately I couldn’t think of any words to go with them at the time, so they were replaced with the sundial. I came up with the poem last night, however, so decided I may as well make use of them!
Both of the above pictures were actually cropped out of this one, that shows the rugged edge the people were standing on in all its dramatic grandeur:
with the shifting tides
tumbling over castle walls
to drown in watery
This post is for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is edge. The photograph was taken on the battlements of the castle at St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall, UK.
soon it will emerge
the beloved of the sea
pathway to secrets
released from watery slumber
as the morning tide
footsteps on slick cobbles
the journey to the truth is
This post is for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is morning.
The photos were taken at St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall, an island topped with a medieval castle that can be approached between mid and low tide by a causeway from the town of Marazion. We visited in the morning, and had to wait for the tide to go out before we could cross. As you can tell from the picture above, many people didn’t wait for the causeway to be completely free of water before they ventured across.