Signs of Spring
On day 239 of 365 Days Wild I found a few signs that Spring is approaching whilst I was out and about. … More Signs of Spring
On day 239 of 365 Days Wild I found a few signs that Spring is approaching whilst I was out and about. … More Signs of Spring
Day 204 of 365 Days Wild was the Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year, also known as Midwinter or Yule. When possible I like to watch both sunrise and sunset on Midwinter’s Day but this year, unfortunately, the entire day was overcast and interspersed with rainshowers. I didn’t manage a single glimpse of … More A Midwinter Feast
On day 116 of 365 Days Wild I spent some time with the yew tree. … More Dark Queen
Happy Autumn Equinox – day 113 of 365 Days Wild. … More Balance
greens fade into honey
tones as hedgerows
take on autumnal hues … More Autumnal Vibes
For day 61 of 365 Days Wild I went for a Lammas Wander along the paths through the barley fields and made my first ever corn dolly. … More A Lammastide Wander
follow a path through the debris of Summer’s sun- kissed indulgences, treading scattered seeds into fertile earth as you head towards the clarity promised by Winter’s chill, and the fresh shoots of wild possibility that wait to unfurl beyond
frost retreats in wreathing mists as autumnal rays cascade over twisting paths, telling Winter ‘it is not yet your time: sunlight still holds sway,’ but soon… soon those darker days will arrive bringing long nights of crystalline clarity when dreams marinate, encased in Earth’s protective womb, awaiting the burgeoning warmth of Spring, but for now… now is the time of … More October Meadow
the flame sways in meditative radiance * remembering days filled with laughter amidst autumnal golds and browns * breathing air thick with scents of damp earth and ripe berries and rotting plants and sugarbeet * a small hand held within age-gnarled fingers frog wellies stomping through fallen leaves * days now circled beneath the wheel gone … More Autumn Flame
golden brown touches subtle hints of Time’s caress life’s wheel turning on
From Winter Retreat, huddle down, as darkness creeps ever further over the barren landscape. Icicle fingers bind tight; hearts and minds joyless, fearful in Winter’s captivity. A flickering glimmer of light amidst shadow. Watch night retreat. A shaft of pale daylight dances across the pristine crystals clothing nature’s naked beauty. A jubilant laugh; a … More From Winter
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Myriad memories frozen in time
Looking into why we do the things we do (and some crochet) each Monday
Amanda Tuke - writer: nature, people, places
A photographic journey.
Here and now, with all of it.