Reflections in the window of the bare tree. shocks me. Autumn is really just around the corner. Always a source of joy for me. but this year I have embraced the heat far more, I have really sought it out, welcomed it on my skin taken it inside me,Now it wanes. But I love the Read more about Sunday Sadness[…]
Furry mint flowers mint me at the doorThe Hydrangea and sunflowers are finishing. But there’s a bud on the new anemone. Deepest pink penstemon trumpets flank the steps. There’s a downpour of rain. Which leaves water gurgling long after in the drain and raindrops lined up across the top of each pane of glassthrough which Read more about Home[…]
We set off for home. whith a haul of cooking apples. strawberry and ginger plant babies. but take the last opportunity. for a slow meander though empty london streetsright along the embankment. past Big Ben and churchilll. Buckingham palace And St James park to Prince’s gate. Police and protesters keep us moving straight through And Read more about London[…]
White Shells crunching underfoot. The shellfish smells of the estuary. cockles and clams. a solitary egret. then a flock of swans landingHoney from the hive. riverside refreshment. Back to the hospital. along the boulevard of trees. leaves turning to autumn shades. Not a few already starting to gather at their feet.
Let’s go on our journey. night travellers. Into the dark womb of silent stillness. the holding space. centre of mystery and sorcery. sanctuary of truth and secrecy. Explanding out into eternity. blending into infinity. boundless. I float suspended. A moon mothflutters through the darkness. feeding on the cool flowers of the night. The air vibrating Read more about Moon and Night[…]
Seed set. Night returns. Mary Magdalene is honoured. The seed sistas dress as Amanita muscariaPsychedelic fish swim byHere with the sturgeon on the Lammas full moon. back in my hometown with a toolkitrediscovering the old with new eyes. Walkingfinding the beauty where I had previously seen none. AnnaJoy says remember. you are made of magic. Read more about Dark moon[…]
dreams. Bronze Slow worm. hop flowers foxWood pigeon calling, calling me home Unpaved road. hidden reserveblue house farm. owl cam. sheep camouflaged ingolden fields. red sail passing. guiding us on. steps rising. onto the sea wall. Soft breeze cooling. flap of wings so close. skimming the surface of the dry yellow grasssmell of the seaweed Read more about Crouch Estuary[…]
Silent city. A ghost town.glass skyscrapersMerging into skyOver the bridge.gunship.hospital.kings collegecourtyard sanctuary.living wall. Green facade.black skies.A heavy downpourfood marketgalleon.tudor theatre.cathedral dome.London leavesthe first hunt of autumn in a riverside Parkthe south bank.Crossing back over the ThamesEmpty theatres.Vacant piazza tablesdesigner shopsQuiet streets of Georgian townhousesgated Academic enclavehistory and heritage.school of tropical diseases.blue plaques aboundAn imposing exteriorA Read more about Two colleges[…]
Dragonflies and black-faced sheepan elusive grey legged goose rain comes. gentle at first land we’re undercover of the treesbut quickly it’s heavier. and we make for the wooden hides. Here we can sit shelteredsurrounded by the sights and sounds of nature’s intrigues Breathe, soften, release,And remember ourselves as a part of the universe expanding. Come Read more about Reservoir Days[…]
Swirling whirling clouds of past, present, future mixing and merging time. flowing back into an old place finding things I’d never seen before. Getting off the arterial roadsAnd beyond the back streetsthere’s golden fields.looking up above the houses. there are trees all around here. Just north a bit are some of the oldest oaks in Read more about Seeing the old with new eyes[…]