I had planned to take my big camera into Stockholm to photograph the sakura, or Japanese cherry blossoms,
But the hail and rain meant that the camera stayed dry at home. (All these photos were taken with my iPhone.)
I decided to revel in the pink beauty of the blossoms anyway,
And I’m glad I did.
The blossoms on the north side
Remained curled up in bud
While the flowers were blossoming on the south side,
Looking so fragile and pretty against the rain.
My spirits soared at the sight
Of a dreamy pink canopy weaved
Of dreams and petals.
“In the cherry blossom’s shade,
There is no such thing as a stranger.” — Issa
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I hope you travel through the coming year
With light and love in your hearts.
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With such short days, sometimes the dawn
Is a silver coin of moon instead of the sun.
It is the misty blue hour
Of moon rising
When all seems possible
As a heron skims across life’s surface.
It brings to mind a lovely verse written by Rumi:
“Some nights stay up till dawn,
as the moon sometimes does for the sun.
Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way
of a well, then lifted out into light.”
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Please indulge me as I carry on with Oscar’s birthday tribute:
He turned 11 at the weekend, which is a good age for a dog his size.
Whatever he does, he does wholeheartedly —
Seizing the moment
And filling it with joy.
A lesson we could all learn from.
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Sometimes in the middle of winter
I like to nourish myself
With the patterns and colours
And silhouettes of vibrant summer.
This shot reminds me that
You don’t always have to go with the flow —
Going against it can also create beauty.
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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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One evening, I was out enjoying the pink rippled effect
On the silk of the lake
When a sailboat came into view.
It was a magically, calm evening – not a breath of breeze in the air…
The lesson seemed to be this:
As we set sail across the oceans of our own lives
We have to remember that the strength lies within us
To get to our haven – even when there is no wind to help us on our way.
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Oscar has taught me this:
Live life in the anticipation that
Is just around the corner.
(Even if it’s just a dip in the local lake…)
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The evening comes
On golden wings.
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