Dahlia Lino cut print


Time for me to stop playing and retreat to the Art Studio. I’ve done a few dahlia sketches, so time to cut my lino. This time I’ll do a single colour, burnt Umber relief printing ink. Here’s one I selected, printed on cartridge paper. I hope you like it! 


  

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Amazing alliums


Amazing alliums,

Purple blazing pom poms

Like a summer Starry sky.

Gazing at the trailing constellation,

Warmed by satiated petal faces.


These gorgeous alliums are enjoying their performance in our newest border;  an explosion of deep magenta, so structural and yet delicate and elegant. 

Serene Snowdrop


Serene Snowdrop,

Small heart translucent face,

Peeping shyly through downy lace.

Awakened by a sour biting  breeze,

Which makes her cower, she

Curls up, sheltering under boughs

Of mighty beech trees.

Suddenly a shower of frosty crystals

Adorn the mysterious, tearful princess,

Crowning her with a spectacular tiara

As the dryad minstrels play their lyres.

Tallow rays


The misty morn peels,

Revealing sentinels of wintery fields.

Tallow rays, like a sweet mead glaze

Healing: a warming haze.

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Treading through the meadow, footsteps as light as a fae,

Amazingly, brightening the day,

A pretty, pixie flower called sweet violet

Appears alone, shielded by the sleeping hedgerow

And wrapped with ivy and bay.

 

Melodious Meadow


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I wander along a buttercup meadow,
Treading carefully, wary of crushing
Miniscule lush, shiny bright heads.
Bees and butterflies seem soothed by
Sundrenched lullabies, safely cocooned in
Petal beds.
Marooned in nature’s  beautiful womb,
The swollen moon watches over me
As I enjoy her precious tunes.
Melodious ‘pips’ from dipping and soaring swifts;
Rippling reeds and silken tufted seeds;
Damsel flies glide, flickering
Emerald glints of tickling tails
As they settle on sighing willows
And whispering water mint
Pillows.

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Autumn, the adornment of the soul


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The warm morning sun

Adorns my being

As I meander through

Tawny, Scarlet and

Mead coloured trees;

Their leaves patterned

And tattered,

Dancing in the breeze.

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Adornment Autumn

Today’s weather is so beautiful and shows off the colours of autumn perfectly. I could not resist taking these photos on a walk around the nearby village of Cardington,  which is very old, has very pretty cottages, an ancient church and gorgeous trees. I feel very uplifted and the dogs are satisfied and sleeping. I hope you enjoy reading  my post. 🙂

Spinning is chilling


Spinning spectres lace

Spiders spinning,

Tidy,  minute threads.

Fine and shiny,

Filligree chilly limbs

Like lace trimmings

For a spectre’s wedding.

Colours of autumn warm our hearts


berries warm our hearts

Autumn’s rosy leaves

Warm our hearts as

We wander along the

Sheltered golden path

Of birch, ash and larch,

Weaving magical tales to

Tell by the glowing hearth.

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Happy National Poetry Day!

love poetry

I love to write poetry, however there’s nothing more perfect to do on an autumnal evening than sitting in my fireside chair with a cup of tea or a glass of Damson gin reading from a favourite poet in one of my lovely old poetry books.

Today we’re celebrating everything to do with poetry on National Poetry Day. Enjoy reading a poem today. 🙂  Who are your favourite poets?

Magical sky


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I took this photo on the evening of the eclipse. I can only describe to you the atmosphere was just so magical and the sky was pure poetry!

I woke up at 3.00am gmt and ventured into our garden to watch the blood moon emerge as the eclipse took place. I shared the experience with the Piperstrelle bats which were swooping about. It was amazing. Unfortunately I had forgotten my camera and didn’t want to wake hubby who had an early start for work.:-)

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. 🙂