Category Archive: winter

329 – Mists on the hills

329 – Mists on the hills

It’s easy to find Fangorn on the days when the mists settle down. If you listen in the silence you can hear Beowulf and Grendel. …

 

321 – Makes times, takes time

321 – Makes times, takes time

A couple of weeks ago I pruned the roses. A blessing, today, I see that somehow, miraculously, the roses have noticed the days are longer. …

 

317 – Keep the faith

317 – Keep the faith

It must be coming around to Spring again – the cherry buds are swelling. They don’t seem to pay much attention to the writhing words …

 

314 – There’s gold in them thar hills!

314 – There’s gold in them thar hills!

An original life is unexplored territory. You don’t get there by taking a taxi – you get there by carrying a canoe. — Alan Alda I …

 

302 – Paved with gold

302 – Paved with gold

What a simple joy today to spot a small troupe of goldfinches, in full winter regalia, foraging for food on the street among the cigarette …

 

301 – Kindness

301 – Kindness

Quite honestly, I don’t believe there can be too much kindness. The best example I’ve seen lately is some kind person has thoughtfully put a …

 

297 – Hearts of oak

297 – Hearts of oak

without a hat     a winter rain falls on me so what — Basho I’m walking back from the dentist. I’m feeling great. The late afternoon blue …

 

292 – The thin edge

292 – The thin edge

Spring winds      Hoping the flowers burst Out in laughter — Basho I’m trying to not get excited or perhaps even to be interested in the bursting …

 

284 – Friday fades

284 – Friday fades

Friday. Friday! TGIF. Casual Friday. Mine: Full colour Friday – an opportunity to wear brighter colours. But not today. Friday fades. I head back to …

 

283 – Pearl Dawn

283 – Pearl Dawn

The sun finally peers though this watercolour landscape. The rain feels like its done the fullest effort for the moment and the rinsed world starts …