The green of new growth is not saved just for Spring. Those vital, almost luminescent beginnings, of new leaves, at end of tendrils, can also be seen now. At ‘nearly’ Autumn, the months don’t dictate, what intention the course of nature takes. Ivy growing in brightest hues, where before it, sallow olive greens were evident. Deepest tones and
I felt so lucky to have spotted this beauty of an Elephant Hawk Moth on my early morning run today. Sat upon pavement, right beside a main road, I let him walk onto my hand before placing over the walk onto woodland foliage. Moments like this, are one of the many reasons I run. I see nature up close, and
Early morning quiet on our Spanish balcony! A collared dove came to visit, while I sat. In between sips of coffee and pages of the most beautiful, and enchanting novel by Matt Haig. The spanning of time. Of change. Of family. Of friendships. They’re all charted, and felt, when away somewhere different. We see our life, as if afresh; from
As if with sparkling edges, and gentle frosted fronds. Stinging nettles in reverse silhouette, aglow. Such beauty can be found, in the least expected places. I adore the noticings of life, the tiny details which may go unnoticed… the magic that lives, right before us. I go through phases with different plants, different birds… where they seem to enthrall me…
Today was a day, magical in many ways… Thick haar, cloaking bridges and Forth. Preceded by a sleep so deep, unheard of on market days… A hare raising off curled hunch to run… in graceful leap as if in slow motion. A peewit, stood watchful in ploughed stubble field, seed in early growth, green shoots in linear
And on BLUE they fly! Dancing at dusk, in glorious moonlit, yet daylight. Sky waltzers, swirling… mesmerizing… enchanting. As the crescent moon, sat in the cosmos, lit by the sun itself… quietly contemplating, and gladly smiling. I always see the moon as a happy being… Some time to breathe, for me last night, after a day, that was