September has been magically warm.
One evening, my daughter and I went down to the lake
For a sunset swim.
The dogs dived in for joy
While the sun cast its orange glow
On water and stone.
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Standing on the edge of the lake,
The water as calm as a mirror,
I spot swans
On the other side
And a bridge floating
Among luscious green reflections.
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Sunrise and it’s the autumn equinox:
The lake is still and beautiful
With rising mist in shades of pink.
The moon admires itself in the water –
Reflecting brightly like a silver penny.
(I’ve forgotten my big camera —
But as the saying goes, “The best camera is the one you have with you.”)
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A couple of weeks ago, I was at my brother’s wedding
And enjoyed layers of love.
(This is my favourite shot from the day – just after the wedding ceremony was finished.)
At the end of the day, I went for a lovely walk
And met these newly shorn creatures, who had just lost their layers of fur.
They seemed to be saying, “Alpaca my bags and come along with you.”
And, finally, the sunset did not disappoint
As I enjoyed the little village
Nestling in layers of gold.
Layers both conceal and reveal the beauty within.
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It’s not often you get to enjoy
The Manhattan skyline with ducks (and a big cruise ship).
If you get up before the crack of dawn,
And drive to the New Jersey shoreline
(These shots are taken from Hoboken),
You may be lucky enough
To enjoy the gold of the rising sun
As ducks wheels in the sky
Over wooden pilings
Before honking farewell
As they fly away.
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When I was in New Jersey in April, I visited Liberty Park.
It’s home to the Empty Sky memorial
And the outdoor waiting area and old railway station
That used to take immigrants to their new homes all over the USA.
Both places are near each other — and it struck me
How they are almost opposites: the one being all about destruction and loss;
The other (in need of renovation – see last photo) a reminder of an age of tolerance and understanding.
Now that there is a harder attitude to refugees and immigrants and otherness
Around the world – it is somehow comforting to think that once the sky wasn’t empty,
But filled with open arms for people looking for a better life.
There was less ‘we and them’ and more ‘us’.
It’s my hope that there will be less hate and more love in the world.
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It wouldn’t be summer
Without an excursion down to the lake
And a hot air balloon
Floating away over lilac
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(This is a continuation of photos from my last post.)
Oh, the soft golden light of sunset
And a hot haze over the hills of Sussex, England!
And to top it all —
The glowing sun
Turned tails and manes
To molten gold and bronze.
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Up on the Downs in Sussex, England,
On a magical sunset evening —
Layers of golden hills
Glow like jewels
While horses graze
And rainbows sparkle.
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I’m off to England at the end of the week —
It’s a very special occasion.
My brother is getting married!
So there will be celebrations, the eating of good food
And some long walks up on the South Downs, I hope.
I’m looking forward to a love-filled week.
(I’ll be back on my blog in a week or so. Until then, take care!)
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