It continues mild here for the time of year,
So, you won’t need too many layers as you join us for a walk.
Let’s start off with a refreshing swim.
As the sun rises over the horizon, it creates
And electricity lines glow like
While the leaves on the birch trees
Shine like luminous earrings.
Breathe deeply – this is where we get our energy from.
Enough energy to finish off our long walk
With a splash.
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Last weekend dawned glorious and mild.
The autumn leaves lay heaped up and knee-deep…
Who could resist their invitation to dive in and take a leaf bath?
The kids couldn’t…
And neither could I!
My daughter caught me dancing with leaves.
Meanwhile, Oscar enjoyed the autumn sunshine
In a more dignified manner.
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What better way to serenade
The late September sky of
Purple and gold
Than with a jump
Of joy –
Followed by a long moment
Enjoying the golden ripples
Of the reflected sun?
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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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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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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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I have a confession to make…
I love the lowly ‘lion’s tooth’ –
They grow in fields and gardens
Like cheery suns
Or radiant sparks of light
That have fallen from heaven.
And if you’ve ever rolled in
Then you know that it’s like being
Kissed by golden suns.
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Come sit with us a while –
You don’t need to speak –
It’s enough to let our hearts swell
With golden joy.
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It’s always exciting to experience the first stirrings of spring.
And even though they happen every year, it feels as if I were experiencing them
For the very first time.
It’s magical when the ice finally melts …
When the first patch of crocuses appear in the neighbours’ garden…
When we can finally get out into the woods again
And witness birds singing on trees.
Even the faded beauty of an old cottage in the woods
Takes on new beauty
And the old window
Reflects back a stately tree.
Do not wait until the conditions are perfect to begin. Beginning makes the conditions perfect. -Alan Cohen
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Since we’ve had fresh snow and sinking temperatures –
Down to minus 19 C this week –
I am inspired to show you the colours of cold.
Sometimes the cold is a golden fog,
Sometimes an intense orange framed by trees.
When the dawn is really cold,
The fingers of the sun paint the treetops
With frosted red.
My favourite winter colour
Has to be the diamond carpet of snow
Topped off by dazzling blue skies and sun –
It’s moments like these that lift my spirits.
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People want to know if I’m tired of winter and longing for the spring.
The answer is no.
Late winter is a fabulous time of dazzling sun;
Of lacy art made out of ice and rainbows:
Of exhilarating days of trees made out of curtains of lace.
It’s still minus 14C when we wake up
Making it pleasant to walk on the iced over lake
To enjoy the sight of sunken boats and endless blue skies.
The secret to happiness is not to long for something you don’t have
But to enjoy fully what you do have.
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For nearly three weeks,
My world has been wrapped
In shades of silver and grey.
I can never get enough of
One of my favourite winter scenes –
And hoar frost on birdhouse and bridge.
The scene has both thrills and beauty
When a sudden snow shower
Sprinkles Oscar, my dog, with diamonds of snow.
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Oscar may be over ten years old now,
But he never loses his joy for life –
And teaches me so much
About just living in the moment.
The only sign of spring around here
Is the spring in our steps
As we rush out to play in the snow.
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Yesterday the temperature dropped down to minus 25 C
In the frosted early morning.
I went out on the ice – but stayed out way too long -
One and a half hours… With no breakfast.
Came back with a frost damaged face
And spent the rest of the day in bed sick.
Just goes to show that you shouldn’t
Be bound by your limits –
But you should know what your limits are!
Thank you in advance for your kind comments – I won’t be replying to them today
As I need to recover.
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What is more beautiful
Than the setting of a glowing sun
On a fiery summer’s evening –
And the perfect ending
To a perfect day?
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It starts as a whisper…
Urging me to go outside and discover the beauty of the day.
I think it’s the leaves talking, don’t you?
Sometimes the September sun is so bright
That you just can’t help posing in its gold;
Other times, the early morning mist
Creates a soft scarf of wisps,
And as you walk on,
You might discover a tiny universe of dew
Or the grand sight of a heron basking in the first rays of light
Before flying off into the distance –
Leaving you all the richer for having seen his graceful flight.
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So many summer gifts –
Two best buddies hanging out by the lake
And a spectacular sunset to lift the soul.
The best gift you can give anyone
Is a part of yourself.
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July sent me a delicate gauze of web,
With golden sparkles instead of spiders;
A tiny fairy horse
Amid a meadow of flowers;
And the delight of a playful dog
With the summer sun in his coat.
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Don’t forget you can still enter my give-away here.
Spring sent me a bouquet of tulips
As a reminder that rays of beauty
Are also important in this modern world
Or in the words of Basho:
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
Spring also sent me a wonderful reminder
To stop, to wonder
And to take the time to smell the flowers.
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The tree looks on
As if it knows the truth:
That the best symphony
Is the music of a sunset
And the laughter of a child with her dog.
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When winter comes around and the cold wind is blowing,
You have to learn how to enjoy it.
Rule 1: Revel in it (and maybe take an ice bath?)
Rule 2: Explore the beauty
Rule 3: Take a look around and smile – the world is beautiful and you’re alive!
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At last – the snow fell as lightly as butterflies
Bringing out the child-like spirits in us all.
It turned the world
Into a snowy poem,
And leaves into fluffy pillows of white.
The magic of the snow is that it
Makes the world a softer place,
A kinder place where dreams can grow.
The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love. — Margaret Atwood
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There is something glorious about the late September light.
It warms the heart
And lights up unexpected autumn cameos
In hidden pockets of the woods.
It unfurls ribbons of water
Inviting you to take a dip if you’re brave enough;
And, on the last day of September,
Its glorious golden rays turn the woods into a painting
That speaks of children climbing in the trees
All the way up to the sky
To touch that lovely light
And spread it to the world like laughter.
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I couldn’t hope for a more loyal or sweet friend with four paws.
One who wags his tail more often than his tongue
And who is always happy to see me.
“You may have a dog that won’t sit up, roll over or even cook breakfast, not because she’s too stupid to learn how but because she’s too smart to bother.”
- Rick Horowitz, Chicago Tribune
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