the walk at euston park
this spring day with the light just right upon the grass the teasel dances in the afternoon. Continue reading the walk at euston park
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photo challenge \ green Continue reading 27394
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“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.” ― Winston S. Churchill Continue reading 27381
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beyond sunset or rise it is aware, yet not as we kneel in prayer it is awoken in many tongues in many ways in belief or none, we are to it all one. Continue reading 27377
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“Don’t believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding. Find out what you already know and you will see the way to fly.” ― Richard Bach, Jonathan Livingston Seagull Continue reading 27372
The Sisters
they light up the room blow out the candles cheer you fear you put their feet on your side of the car. some are younger, others older, and she knows your scars, as she caused a few. she may criticize analyze, you over wine, which often ends well. they hear you know you and bestow you with many things, like lice. and can annoy you … Continue reading The Sisters
make it so
the week began and once again i missed him. in the dead of winter whilst i watched him wilt, from lack of sun upon his leaves, and to the kitchen window he was moved to that lovely little inside garden room. yet i missed him my lovely Ficus Fred long we have journeyed, just him and i these years. so i joined him, in that sunny … Continue reading make it so
adieu my knight of black and white
he says it was long ago and far away so, i finally called him to say i have your jacket some hats that book do you want coffee? with ice, not shaken i got my reply closed off that sweet dichotomy captive in a prison of his own making, i suppose, with chains of smoke for his own design afraid to face his shadows on … Continue reading adieu my knight of black and white
On The Bicycles Of My Grandmother
There is a certain freedom, independence really, that I enjoy that I have to say that I do take for granted. Even the little daily things, my job in a male-dominated field, for instance – logistics/receiving. I ride every day to work and back and I have a nice view. And, strangely, you know, it never occurred to me, and I forget that my Grandma … Continue reading On The Bicycles Of My Grandmother
A Fellow Of Infinite Jest?
Filed under freaky things found on walks. Appeared on the path last week whilst wandering the grounds that run in and behind that old Nunnery I visit, The Mount. No idea what it is. Racoon? Alien baby? submitted for the photo challenge \ The Road Taken Continue reading A Fellow Of Infinite Jest?
the magnolia
I could lie underneath gazing up into those blooms all day, listening to all they may have to say And when I say The Magnolia, that old dear the one that graces the front lawn now, a fraction of what it was. having toppled years ago, grown now from the shoots of a more Victorian era. Every tree has a story, whether it be short-lived or … Continue reading the magnolia
The Worth Of Trees
“Trees, for example, carry the memory of rainfall. In their rings we read ancient weather—storms, sunlight, and temperatures, the growing seasons of centuries. A forest shares a history, which each tree remembers even after it has been felled.” ― Anne Michaels, Fugitive Pieces When I was a child my Grandmothers house was shaded year round by these giant Norway Spruce, Maples, and Walnuts our Grandfather … Continue reading The Worth Of Trees
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