A little worn

When photographing flowers, it’s tempting to only take photos of the ‘perfect’ flowers, with no noticeable blemishes. But the imperfect can also be beautiful, with its realness and honesty. Here are some of the more weathered and worn flowers I’ve seen today. As you can see, I did see some Wood Anemones on my walkContinue reading “A little worn”

Snowdrops

It’s that time of year again, when the snowdrops are flowering. I went on a walk, the first one for ages, and got some photos of them. It’s slightly depressing how much pain a short walk causes, especially if I squat down to take photos of small things. However, the walk did bring me joyContinue reading “Snowdrops”

Fluctuating State of Mind

My state of mind has fluctuated quite a bit this morning. I realised the day was bright and calm so rushed to get washed and dressed and headed out with the camera. At first I was uplifted. Sunshine, not too cold, blue sky, fresh air, what could be better. Then my mood dropped a little asContinue reading “Fluctuating State of Mind”

A Quiet Walk

Stepping out of the door for a walk yesterday, drops of rain touched my face and I nearly turned back. With a sigh I tucked my camera under my coat and urged myself to just walk and breathe the fresh air, never mind the photos I wanted to take. I was glad to have persisted asContinue reading “A Quiet Walk”

Many Wishes

Yesterday it was snowing and white, but today the sun has been shining and by the afternoon the snow was all gone and it seems like spring again. Still pretty chilly though. While on a walk around the village with Bruce, we spotted a dandelion seed head which made me happy 🙂 Feels almost summeryContinue reading “Many Wishes”

Catkins and Other Springy Things

We went for a walk in the woods down by the river this afternoon, and I was looking out for signs of spring. There were quite a lot of catkins dangling and some lovely green fresh honeysuckle leaves (I think). Also in this group of photos is the remains of a beechnut, just the outerContinue reading “Catkins and Other Springy Things”

your hand

you took my hand in the frozen forest with a warm and steady grip the ground      slipped and    slid but I didn’t fall with breaths of icy air we stumbled on together our fingers entwined the forest fell away   behind us the hillside opened up     before us and onwards we stepped into the light andContinue reading “your hand”