Take a gorgeous end-of-summer sunset,
And mix with the reflected sky.
Repeat often for joy and smiles.
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They dance and swirl right over my head
When I don’t have my camera with me.
But as soon as I go out with it,
They hide in the reeds
Or fly away
So that no matter how much I stalk them
I can’t get any good close-up shots.
I know these aren’t the best shots you’ve feather seen,
But maybe the herons are just trying to tell me
That every now and then, I have to enjoy nature
Through my own two eyes (and not through a camera lens).
From heron after, owl try to avoid any more bad bird puns… although I have no egrets!
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Tiptoeing out with my best buddy
To savour the dawn of a beautiful new day
And seeing this…
Renewal for the soul, don’t you think?
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I’m down with a bad cold, so also hooking up to: Camera Critters.
Oscar’s top three tips for living:
Live as if someone left the gate open;
Make your own joy;
And remember that life is a great adventure.
Follow these tips and you’ll get along swimmingly (literally)…
You’ve got to jump off the cliff all the time and build your wings on the way down. — Ray Bradbury
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The autumn equinox arrived
With huge gusts of wind,
With dramatic blue clouds
And a shining path of light
Reminding us that there is balance in the world,
And beauty in all kinds of weather.
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There’s gold in the August sky
And a golden in the water.
Life doesn’t get much better than this!
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The evening comes
On golden wings.
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As the sun sets in a blaze of glory,
There is no better place to watch the play
Of cloud and light
Than on a bench in the setting sun.
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Forget the years, forget distinctions. Leap into the boundless and make it your home! — Zhuangzi
It’s summer and time
To throw yourself into the blue
If you’re a dog called Oscar.
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When the sun shines
And twinkles like the star it is…
That can only mean one thing:
The ice has melted
And the lake is now a golden bowl of water.
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No matter how cold it gets,
In frost or snow,
Oscar is always ready to dive into rainbows
And swim in waters of reflected skies of blue.
After all, there’s nothing more satisfying than
Doing what you love.
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I don’t need to fly over the rainbow
When I can be here
Soaring in the sky with the lone heron
In the silence of dawn.
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The dragonflies of summer grace us with their presence for such a short, sweet time:
A sister with sunlit neck,
A jewel with golden wings,
The bitter-sweet shimmer of beauty glimpsed
Uplifting us for a second
Before it – like summer – starts fading into the blue.
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If I were to cut open the pie of heaven
And serve myself a slice
It would be a glorious golden canopy
Served with a dollop of dog, laughter and kids.
I’m away at the rented summer cottage (or just relaxing at home) and playing with the anklebiters and my niece and Oscar and just enjoying life, so I’m posting a little less. Only two more weeks of summer holiday – so have got to make the most of it!
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What better way to celebrate the long light evenings of a Swedish summer
Than enjoying the sunset
And then diving into the broken yolk
Of the golden sun – at ten o’clock in the evening?
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Is there anything more peaceful, more spiritually uplifting
Than feathered hope taking wing?
If you could untie your wings and free your soul, you and everyone around you would fly up like doves. — Rumi
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And if you love water, please check out Jillsy’s latest challenge!
It’s a wonder the way a duck can transform itself
From being a clown in the water
To a poem of flight and song in the air.
Don’t let the fear of falling keep you from knowing the joy of flight. — Lane Wallace
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Have you noticed the way water reflects the sky
As blue silk
Or how the sky lends even unnoticed reeds
A golden glory that is all their own?
One of the miracles of nature is the fact that even
The humblest of places are filled with beauty.
Just as in life.
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Going from solid to liquid.
The transformation from one state to another reminds me that change can be beautiful.
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Rich autumn colours with pools of gold;
The mist wrapped tenderly around the trees like a warm scarf
While they admire their perfect reflections;
The pastel clouds rising up to greet the blue hour of a new day.
Have you ever seen a more delicious sunrise?
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Let yourself be silently drawn
by the stronger pull of what you really love. — Rumi
This picture reminds me of the way we should, perhaps, live our lives: with joy, mouth open, eyes full of expectation.
Diving into the unknown and expecting wonder.
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It’s been a wonderful winter: long, snowy, crystal cold.
We’ve delighted in waves frozen solid, red barns buried under snow and empty jetties.
But now, it’s going.. slowly and reluctantly, winter is receding…
Losing its grip little by little, it bids us farewell with the chiming of hundreds of little bells as the ice breaks up and clinks cheerfully together.
And then one day, the chiming is replaced by the cheerful hellos of birds greeting each other after a sunny winter in Africa or the Mediterranean.
The ice has become the matter it came from: water.
And – oh! – the glorious sun dazzles the senses and soothes the soul.
As George Eliot once wrote: “The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.”
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Spring in Sweden is the colour purple. A riot of purples ranging from delicate pastel lilac to deep maroon.
The explosion of flowers meets its match with the dizzying fragrance of the lilac bushes as they droop under their burden of perfumed petals.
Looking up, you are surprised by the budding of the fir cones.
They hang from the branches like a luscious bunch of decadent maroon berries.
And, of course, no spring – or summer – here in Sweden is complete without long, light days and sun glinting on water.
This is the sagging jetty that we share with the ducks, swans and the Canadian geese.
Now, if only the rain would keep away so that spring can keep its purple promises…
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So – what colour is YOUR spring?