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.

 

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.

Queens of winter days


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A stormy graphite puddle
Befuddled,
Eased by teasing sunlight,
Warming treacly tree buds.
Sleeping Sweet Violets;
Weeping Speedwell peeping
From the hedgerow whilst
Snowdrops gaze:
They are of course
The Queens of winter days;
Preening for the fae.

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Skadi’s Breath


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

In the company of trees


In the company of trees

In the company of trees

We breathe

Feeling relieved.

As leaves fall

They kiss our tears

And listen to our

Fears,

Bathing us

In a spiced

Aromatic mist.

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Nature’s refuge


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Crumbling stones

Gently moan.

Creeping foliage,

Home to mice,

Owls and bones.

Ramblers

Seeking solace,

Listen to

Nature’s songs.

Even on a winter’s afternoon, Ayot St. Lawrence’s ruined church is still romantic and beautiful. Tiny snowdrops surround the ancient graves like frozen tears. After our walk, we sat in the car drinking tea from a flask and eating home-made cake, whilst I scribbled away in my notebook.   Hertfordshire has so many delightful and atmospheric  villages to explore.

Serene Snowdrops


Serene Snowdrops

Serene Snowdrops,

Soulful,

Sometimes

Woeful.

Gallantly graceful,

Forever hopeful.

Snowdrops

‘consolation and hope’

from Victoria’s dictionary of flowers

‘The Language of Flowers’

By

Vanessa Diffenbaugh

On a lovely peaceful walk around the village of Kimpton, Hertfordshire, we came across these serene Snowdrops,delicately grouped around the old trees,lighting up the winter’s day.  I’m reading the above amazing book at the moment and found Victoria’s meaning very appropriate.  I hope you enjoy my post.