After heavy rainfall, stalking a shot, I found myself in the protection of this great tree, where light refraction was magically happening as the autumn sunshine filtered through the canopy.So beautiful.
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Refraction
Tag Archives: seeds
Running Free
Running free
In fields of dreams,
Through delicate meadow
Flowers:
Curious cornflowers
And dallying daisies;
Butterflies, zig zagging,
Tagging and
Surfing summer
Breezes.
Sharing their fun,
On tiptoes I run,
Through seas
Of seeds crackling;
Caressing chamomile;
Blinking bumblebees;
Hovering Damselflies,
An appreciative audience!
Time to leave
The dusty glowing
Shifting shades
Of summer:
The meadow’s
Melodious
Meditations.
Weekly photo challenge: The world through your eyes
Weekly photo challenge- a story captured in a frame, ‘the photographer’s eye’Nurturing narrative
Nurturing the gardens,
Tending to shoots
And vines.
Whiling away time,
She listens to
Nature’s narrative,
Finding it gently curative.
Feeding and watering,
Meditatively, patiently.
She enjoys the shower
Of summer raindrops,
Refreshingly restorative
And the company of bees,
Thrumming, diving
Into friendly foxgloves.
Curious robins
Play hide and seek,
Sparrows wait for a treat.
Undisturbed the gardener
Weeds her needs and
Sighs with satisfaction
Before retiring for
The night.
Feast of Rhododendrons
Swards of vintage, pink chintz
Like grandiose gondolas,
Gliding along the venetian
Grand canal.
Precious purples,
Jewels of the Nile,
Proudly posing on
Feluccas reaching with
Swollen sails.
Crepe de chine greens
Scattered with eau
De nil seeds,
A grand tour
Of sensual scents
Of summertime,
A feast of magnificent
Colour.
Simply seeds
Simple seeds,
Starlights
Adorning banks
And fields,
Guiding us
Along our path
Like celestial
Balls of
Concentric
Energy,
Spiralling
To infinity.
These stellar
Fertility angels
Serenely
Settle
In a new
Wilderness.
Nature’s Magic
Array of Witches besoms
Standing proud
Primed to sweep Winter’s grey snood.
Invigorating sunken seeds
And tangled roots,
Forcefully thrusting high
Beyond the dripping land.
