The aria of light returning
Is beautiful music indeed.
The windows of my soul I throw
Wide open to the sun.
~John Greenleaf Whittier
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I’ve just got back from a business trip to Roros, Norway (my third visit there) –
An old mining town in the mountains that is now a UNESCO world heritage site.
Modern-day inhabitants live in the old mining huts
And houses dating back to the 1600 and 1700s.
A lot of the old houses have been restored
And keep their dark facades –
Giving parts of the village a medieval feel.
People kept telling me how mild winter had been
And that there was a metre less snow than normal.
(Still looks as if they had some decent snowfall though…)
Even pets in the village
Have their own wooden huts.
And look – the kennel even shares another feature of the old houses:
A grass roof!
I leave you with a final image –
The optimism of drying clothes outside
In the freezing temperatures.
Surely this is a sign of spring in the mountains of Norway?
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I’m away filming in one of my favourite places on earth:
The charming mountain town of Røros, Norway.
Soaring majestically into an always dramatic sky,
The church of stone – built in the late 1700s – stands out
From the simple wooden huts that surround it.
Built on a hill, the church
Has a marvellous view of the old wooden houses with grassy roofs
And the big open sky.
(Please excuse me if I don’t get around to visiting you – I’m away in this slice of paradise!)
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Spring rejoices in the crocus –
Covering her with ice on those cold April mornings.
Spring comes dressed
As a single purple flower;
In a happy group
Or in a trio
Of petals and shadow and beauty.
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A while back – before the ice melted on the lake –
Stormy pink clouds attracted my attention.
Among the reflected clouds,
I saw a feathered group of swans,
Enjoying the dawn.
They remained there for a long time,
As if frozen to the ice.
Later on, they were gone
And only their memory – along with the clouds –
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During my recent trip to England, I had a lovely outing to Clayton Church:
An ancient church mentioned in the Domesday Book (1086).
The church loomed out of the sunlight
And the old wooden door looked like something out of a film set.
The simple yet elegant windows
Going around to the back of the church,
I could see the ancient walls
Next to the more modern part to the left.
The view from the back
Was stunning too.
Apart from its great age, the church is most famous
For having some of the oldest murals in England,
Painted by monks somewhere between 1080 and 1150.
These remarkable wall paintings were forgotten
And then re-discovered some 700 years later during restoration of the church.
Where there is ruin, there is hope for treasure. — Rumi
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It’s just another post…
(Excuse the pun!)
And a wild purple sunset
Enjoyed by a lone duck
In a storm.
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I’m a big fan of the quirky and the lovely. Here are some interesting sights I saw in England on my trip there last week.
It was surprisingly warm – and this huge magnolia tree was in full bloom
Next to a charming old thatched cottage from about 1550.
I found this pair of bellows on the outside of an old flint cottage, dated circa 1724.
A few doors down, a watchful dog
Keeps an eye on passers-by.
The faded beauty of an abandoned garage
Caught my eye.
The highlight of the weekend was my father’s birthday -
And a reunion with my family
These are my two sisters. (And they call me crazy!)
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Last week, spring was in full bloom
With no ice on the lake
And swimming dogs in the sunset.
Today, it’s the spring equinox
And we celebrate with a silver dawn
And lots of snow.
The swans formed a heart
That seemed to be saying:
Don’t complain – just enjoy!
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Last summer in England was a good one for skies.
I made my sister drive me up to the Downs
Where I got a gorgeous view of Lancing College –
And the sea melting into the horizon and becoming sky.
I also made her stop in a lay-by as I was fascinated
By the bright blue of the rain-washed sky
In contrast to the soft gold of the sheep-dotted hills.
And finally, this sky stopped me –
Dramatic, moody and beautiful
(Not unlike a lot of us)!
I’m away in England and might not get round to visiting you all.
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I’m off to England at the end of the week and this has inspired me to show you some of the adorable houses in West Sussex, where my sister lives.
What do you prefer?
Shakespearian with wonky beams…
… Or a cottage
With a thatched roof;
A leafy green window
Making art in the summer sun;
Or perhaps a house with iron railings
And bejewelled cobwebs.
The most popular house in England is probably the pub –
Now with gourmet food and a great sense of humour!
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Pour me a pink martini
Out of the sky;
Let my eyes get drunk
On the beauty –
Or serve up the moon
On ice instead.
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As I write this, the ground is bare; the sky grey.
So, I’m looking back to January for some colour in the snow…
I found everything from rainbow skies
To hidden rubies;
Lemon-coloured houses for birds
And turquoise chairs
Patiently waiting for warmer days.
And look – I even found
A heart in the rough!
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My favourite sky is the intense blue of winter
Crisscrossed with ice contrails.
(This photo was taken last winter.)
This year winter has been too mild (in comparison)
And so we’ve had to enjoy the misty blues of winter fog
Shrouding a Viking church.
Whichever way you look at it, it’s all good.
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This is a winter’s tail
(Excuse the pun!)
A tale of how snow decorates
How the bare bones of winter
Have their own stark beauty.
The woods have a deep magic –
Although it helps to have a sweet Rottweiler puppy in the picture too!
And here, a lone wooden cottage
Seems to be bathing in snow kisses.
There’s more s-now business like snow business over at: Our World Tuesday.
Winter’s mystical skies
Are a balm for the soul.
Later on, the sun makes the
Winter boughs glow –
And then softly, the misty scarf
Settles once more over the lake –
Inviting us to rest and gaze a while.
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Some people say that Paris is the most romantic city in the world.
It could be because of the magnificent views of old buildings;
Or the romantic bridges criss-crossing the Seine.
Whatever the reason, the bridges of Paris are famous
For their hundreds of love locks –
Most with the names of couples written on them
To signify eternal love.
One of the most famous bridges with locks is very near Notre Dame Cathedral.
It’s been standing for at least 800 years — a testament of love and faith –
And it makes the loves and losses of our lives
Seems like the brief and passing beauty of a candle flame.
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Find a big sky and a frozen lake,
Get a couple of chairs, some friends
And a view –
Then sit back and enjoy the romance,
The company and the pink-tinged sunset.
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Winter has been so brief this year…
Just like life, the ice crystals
Created art for only a short while.
Metal poles on the jetty
Became abstract things of beauty.
Ice turned trees
Into silver tapestries.
And at the foot of the ladder on the jetty –
A heart of ice
Warmed the day.
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There is nothing as magnificent
As those big lavender and gold skies –
And the total joy
Of two dogs running through the purple:
Living as if someone left the gate open.
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As it’s the Chinese New Year and the start of the Year of the Horse,
Some wisdom from the horse’s mouth seems appropriate.
I moustache you to embrace the year with open arms;
To remember that even if life seems to be going backwards,
We can try to deal with problems with grace.
Life has its moments of beauty –
And of tenderness and love.
A big dose of laughter will stop neigh-sayers in their tracks
And make life better –
Because it’s all about falling and then having the courage
To saddle up and ride again.
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It’s been a mild winter
With skies of silver and grey.
The outlook from where I’m standing though
Is all good.
“You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just weather.” — Pema Chodron
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A couple of weekends ago, it started to snow
And snow and snow.
Nature softened her contours
As everything – including Oscar – was buried in lovely white flakes.
Twigs sprouted snow cones;
People and dogs frolicked in the blizzard.
(Look at those Yoda ears!)
And afterwards, we enjoyed the silence
Of a fresh carpet of diamonds.
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It was the magical ending to a day on the frozen lake:
Pearls of gold
And the deep silence that only snow can bring.
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