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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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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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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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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All bundled up for a wintry walk.
The sighing of the setting sun
Paints the trees with gold.
A lone skater – on thin ice – whizzes by,
His singing skates echoed
By the honking farewells of the last swans of winter.
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An early golden sunset;
Birds flying off into the horizon; echoes of their flight left on the water.
For some reason, this simple scene
Filled me with hope for the future
And peace in the present.
‘Hope is the thing with feathers -That perches in the soul.’– Emily Dickinson
Sometimes winter wants to rest
– Not in a burst of colours –
But in silken tones of pearl.
There is a subdued beauty
In the grey –
And, just as in life, the grey
Contains a promise of light and colour.
“It is not by the gray of the hair that one knows the age of the heart.” — Bulwer-Lytton
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Turns to a delightful pink;
Branches showing the way
To an upside-down
Pink abstract dawn.
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The bare bones of winter
Bow (or should that be bough?) down
When dawn comes dancing in.
Wishing you all a tree-mendous weekend!
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Lilac dawn, cold fingers –
As the sky offers a gift.
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Nestled in the lilac velvet of a sunrise
Is a gift to be enjoyed greedily
As the rising sun
Casts its glorious rays
Lighting up leaves like torches
And the moon – sinking rapidly –
Throws back the sunbeams
On the silken waters.
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When dawn breaks
In a purple swirl
And the promise of
A beautiful day –
Then the best thing to do
Is say thank you
And dive right into the present.
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September is a time
Of deliciously foggy mornings
And of sepia dawns
With a splash of colour.
(The photo is straight out of the camera.)
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The nights are drawing in,
So Oscar and I made some time to enjoy
The calm of a beautiful evening,
Making sure we studied the clouds
From several different angles and jetties.
A bird flew by,
The clouds kissed the water,
Serenity and silence settled in for the night.
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And for more handsome creatures, go to: Camera Critters.
There is beauty there
In that ribbon of clear light
After the storm.
And, of course, there’s always
Swimming for Oscar!
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And Camera Critters.
The sun rises early in the summer…
But it’s the loveliest time of the day
With just the peace of still waters,
A bird skimming over the sea
And the sun calling out our name.
(Pictures taken at the little cottage by the sea on my mobile phone.)
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A BIG thank you to everyone for your comments on my posts while I was away.
Here are some big cloudy Sussex skies…
Clouds are a great topping for everything:
For hot horses in a field,
For my sister, the archer,
For bringing rain to the soft emerald hills
And for thatched cottages
Nestled in cozy valleys.
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If you follow a double rainbow to the very end –
You might be lucky enough to find that pot of gold!
I’m still away in England. Back next week!
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We’re still at the charming cottage with the garden sloping down to the sea
And a private jetty inviting us to swim.
Each morning starts with a jump of joy
Under the blue jay skies of summer.
The day rushes by quickly when you’re having fun in the water.
(I only have a slow Internet connection so won’t be around much to visit you. Hope you’ll understand why!)
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That perfection of long summer evenings
And mosquito bites
When it never really gets dark
And there is plenty of time
For skimming stones,
At the deepening colours in the sky
And for enjoying the still reflection
Of clouds in the water
And peace in the heart.
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It’s hard to get sunset or sunrise shots at the moment with only three hours of night.
But a couple of days ago, as I was falling into a deep sleep at ten in the evening,
A loud hissing filled the bedroom. I ignored it.
Another loud hissing.
So I dashed outside to catch the second balloon on the horizon.
It hung there in stillness
Before swooping down and disappearing.
All that was left
Was the delicious pink swirl
Of another gloriously light summer evening.
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Come sit with me a while
And let’s set the sky on fire
With our laughter.
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There’s nothing I enjoy more
Than rush hour on the lake
When water, birds and light
Become beautiful abstract art.
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Something woke me up far too early (before 5 am).
Perhaps it was the golden silence
Calling my name;
Or the beaver in the lake
As he swam through watery clouds.
Perhaps it was the glory
Of a new day whispering:
Do not miss a single golden moment.
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