White pillows


White pillows

Float into hollows, nooks

And burrows.

Aspen and willow,

Stark, dark: sinister

Whispering sharp wind

Billows.

Lichen hillocks.

Holly and blackthorns

Creak under laden leaves

Dripping icy nature’s tea.

Flirty flurries settle on warm cheeks

And tiny beaks.

Woodland Wildlife seeks solace

From fizzing blizzards.

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Forever in our hearts


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Sadly one of our beautiful dogs died suddenly two week’s ago. She was 11 year’s old and fit and healthy. We had tests done because she seemed a little lethargic and times, occasionally off her food and a breathing problem now and again. However the tests came back okay. However two Sunday’s ago she wouldn’t eat and I could hear an unusal sound in her chest. The vets suggested that she could have a lung infection and took a litre of fluid from her lungs. This broke our heart but the vet was optomistic that if we took her to tge specialist vet hospital they would successfully treat her.  Unfortunately this was not the case. They were confident that antibiotics would cure  pneumonia: so we left her there to be treated. We had three terrible phone calls from tge vet in the early hours of the morning, tge final one was to tell us that her heart had stopped. She didn’t respond to tge antibiotics. They were very shocked too and told her that she died of sepsis. We are so devastated and heart broken. Her sister is very upset as they have been together forever. 

We have her now in a beautiful Onyx urn and she will always be with us. God bless her and keep her safe in doggy heaven. 

Sorry for not posting everyone. 

Poppy walk


Sunny morning,

Swifts soaring;

Dog rose scented air.

Maiden’s garlands,

wedding bells afar.

Harebells & summer fairs

Dancing campions,

Wild flower champion

The scarlet poppy!

Uplifting Rainbow


The sky darkens

Inkblots spread

Creating ghostly shadows

Swallowing the land.

Creatures hide Iin hollows

As spectral crossbows shoot

Icy arrows.

Suddenly white wings sweep

Across the shadows;

Golden breath blows

A magical rainbow of

Sparkling light.


Reviving rain


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Rain revives waning blossom,
A faded, aged May Queen’s trane.
Tuneful, cooling teeny tears
Fall from scented ‘ears’,
Dissolving fears;
Blessing those who choose
To be the poet’s muse
And walk along the enchanted lane.

Yesterday,we waited forever for the torrential rain to ease so that we could

 

Frosty moments


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Frost temporarily preserves
The landscape in fine sugar dust:
A lustful feast.

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Crusted tufts of wind whipped grasses
And rusted busts of proud seedpods,

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Languish in a spangled frozen sea.
On rough textured tracks, puddles
Like mystical misted mirrors,
Creak and crack as sunshine
Seeps through apricot pillows
And weeping trees.

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The dogs and I thoroughly enjoyed our frosty world of spangled surprises, apricot skies and mystical mirrors which creaked as we walked through our local countryside in rural Bedfordshire. Captured in every breath and every step this temporarily preserved moment was truly magical. Enjoy.

Frosty seeds and winter trees


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This Solar print was inspired by my moonlit frosty dog walks. The seedheads were encrusted with ‘fairy dust’ reaching out to the moon.

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This solar print was inspired by my photos of trees in winter, taken In what I call the ‘Fairy wood’; a beautiful, quiet, well planted woodland where we often walk. Every day there is something new to see. The Green Woodpecker has been a recent visitor. My dogs love to chase squirrels and jump over the piles of logs, the woodland is a natural Green Gym.

Gleaming Banquet


Gleaming Banquet

After the rain,

Sollom clouds wallow.

Suddenly,

Sunlight heaves back

The mighty black blanket:

Thus revealing nature’s

Gleaming banquet.

Seeing yet more rain on the window panes did not inspire me to take the dogs for a walk. Then I just thought that nature has a way of surprising the quiet lone walker, aware of the landscape and its glory.

The walk turned out to be long because there were so many wonderful happenings and sounds to delight my senses and far too much to capture. When we returned to the cottage, we were cold and wet so we settled by the fire with hot tea and toast. 🙂

Sensual Sloes


sensual sloes

Sensual Sloes,

Juicy and black

Like crows.

Lucid in

Tangled ancient

Hedgerows.

I have been watching these delicious sloes ripen as I walk past with my dogs every day. Soon I’ll be harvesting them and steeping them in gin. It has been a lovely summer for fruits and nuts.