Nature’s refuge


nature's refuge church

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.

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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.

Sonels Photo Challenge: Feathers


Tranquility

First the enhanced photo.  I uploaded the original photo to Snapseed, a free photo editing tool to sharpen the original a tad then I used a bright filter to add drama.  I then uploaded this image to Pics art where you can do lots of funky things, but I mainly use it for borders and special effects when I want to add atmosphere and also if I want to create montages or multi-photos in one frame as yesterday’s post. I used a vignette, a Bokeh24 mask and border 23. I hope you enjoy the result,

Here’s the original taken in a nature reserve in Northamptonshire.  Which do you prefer?

Swan at Ringstead

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Wet wanderings


kimpton cottages

As rain ran in rivers,

Drips glistened from

tree branches like

Pearls.

Steam puffed from

cottages,

a dragon sleeping

perhaps!

Cats curled up

on plump sofas,

Chinks through chintz,

Wood smoke weaving

Winter whispers.

Cobweb cottage

Higgledy piggledy;

Whiskers wiggling

Titmouse twitching,

A lonely weathered seat,

Perfect for siesta,

Awaits  a

Change in the weather

Every day has been a wet grey day this week;the fields have been soggy and even the dogs have been fed up of getting muddy! For a change I decided to visit a friend and go for a  walk round the quiet old village of Kimpton in Hertfordshire; my photos inspired me to write this poem as did my feelings about that damp,dark day, its smells,sounds and the ghostly cottages by the churchyard on the green.

It’s my birthday today, so how better than to share my village ramble with you!  I also enjoyed coffee and cake this morning and my tranquil yoga class and the day is not yet over!

Ice dance


Ice dance

Ice fairies

Flaunting glamorous feather boas.

Dancing on tip toes,

Timorously pirouetting

On ice crusted brambles,

Sledging zealously

Down frosty

Branches.

Frozen guardian


Frozen guardian

Frozen guardian of

A magical glade,

A golden mantle lain;

Icy jangles,

Crispy tangles,

Fancy dangles

Reflecting wishes

and tales from far

Off lands.

Golden frosty morning


 

 

 

Golden frosty morning

 

Golden frost,

Buttery crisp,

Ponies bathing

In a buttercup halo

As January

Sunshine soothes.

 

This view was such a magical delight to come across when I was walking my dogs near the heath.  I stopped to soak up the golden rays and the chill to my face, as I worked the camera at the same time holding on to the dogs! I hope you enjoy my post.

 

Furry Friday

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Furry Friday

Over the festive period, in between periods of very heavy rain, we tried to find places to walk which weren’t flooded or too boggy to pass even in the wellies! One day I had a craving to go to the coast so we went to Southwold in Suffolk, a jolly traditional seaside town. We had great fun playing with the dogs on the beach followed by freshly brewed coffee at the harbour and a purchase of fish, fresh from the boats. Another day we walked along the canal-side at Berkhamstead, Hertfordshire where I came across a cat on a ‘hot tin roof’ of a narrow-boat, enjoying the warmth from the rare moment of sunshine. The third photo of the beautiful lone horse who enjoyed some attention, was taken near a walk along a disused railway at Ayot green, a tiny picturesque village in Hertfordshire. I hope you enjoy looking at my furry friends!

Remembering February


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Secrets of ice.

Elegant,
Opulent,
Cascading
Crystals,
Ice palace’s
Candelabra
Celebrate
Winter’s
Uniqueness.