West wind song


Wild westerly breeze howls through bristling trees,

Whistling  and hissing and zig zagging between wheat sheafs,

Which crackle, rattle, battle and beat.

Chattering corn buntings cling,

Feverishly fending 

As the crop bends like a ferocious ocean.


Snow fall


Snow falls over
The ridge silently: like
Pure dove down;
Glowing like butter
When slivers of sunlight
Ease through umber trees.


The night became silent on Saturday as snow fell magically for the first time. We woke like excited children to watch snowflakes melting on our cottage bedroom window. Unfortunately the morning warmed up and our dreamland melted, so we decided to walk up our local ‘Greensands ridge’, where we knew snow would still be in the furrows and settled in the copses.

Chair Affair


Find out here about my passion for chairs.

My first upholstered chair is completed!  My husband loves it!

Skadi’s Breath

Skadi's breath
Skadi’s breath falls
Like a wailing frozen veil;
Weathering crevices,
Ragged intaglio scripture
As a tipple of Haw
Drips from pips
Onto Nymth’s
Fizzing lips.

Furry Friday

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What could be better than watching my dog weaving through the meadow! A beautiful breezy day with a few menacing clouds to complete the scene.
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Here’s the other one cooling down. Oh what fun we’re having today.
I’ve also added my post to Michelle’s weekly pet challenge. You can see the other entries below.

Essence of Presence

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Essence of presence

Preserved momentarily.

Precious and precarious,

Language of otherworldlyness.

How cathartic torrential rain can be. Even though I got soaked I felt closer to nature. All my senses became enhanced. It was a wonderful experience. Enjoy.:-)

Willowherb whiskers

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Lavender tinted pillows

Of wild water mint,

Reach over the banks.

Willowherb whiskers

Hissing in the sweet

Seasonal breeze.

Teasels and sensual

Seeds drift

Like a misty moon.

Daisy faze

Daisy faze

Daisy faze,
Lost in a dusty,
Citrus, hazy
Painterly dainty dots in
Crisp linen rays.
Twisting twizzles,
Popping mops like
Fizzling sherbet

Pixilation Sensation


Pixilation Sensation

Pixilation sensation!
Elixir elation.
Bopping daisies,
Faery fanfares,
Dainty cornflowers
Jauntily courting.
Butterflies cavorting!

Back to normal this week after the excitement of my son’s wedding. I’m still downloading the photographs and promise I will delight you with pictures of the joyful occasion soon! This morning,walking near the village of Sandridge near St.Albans,we came accross this amazing field blazing with summer colour. It was such a feast, too much to resist! Enjoy!




My son gets married on Saturday, so as you can imagine I’ll be very busy over the next couple of days! So I’ve taken a quiet moment, while my dogs lie asleep to reflect on a few beautiful moments of spring. My son is getting married to a lovely Scottish girl in Edinburgh. The celebration is to be held at a Scottish country home and estate, so I hope to be capturing the essence of that beautiful day and location and share it with you next week.