Posts tagged “countryside

Hallelujah chorus

A choir of glorious rays

Breaks over the English countryside.

It’s sunset

And you can almost hear the angels sing.


For more bursts of joy, go to: Skywatch.

Deer gazing

Autumn is a good time for the deer:

One minute you only see fields,

And the next minute, the deer are there.


Their dance is perfectly synchronized:

Eyes front …


Eyes right

(And look surprised).


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And enjoy the golden light of autumn.

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For more deer-ling experiences, go to: Our World.

Emerald and sapphire

I was in Sussex, England, over Easter —

And one of my favourite activities is walking on the Downs.

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There’s nothing like emerald fields

Glowing beneath a sky of sapphire,


With animals enjoying

The background of big, rolling clouds.

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For more big skies, please visit: Skywatch.


Rolling hill skies

I’m off to visit my parents in England.

They live in a small village

Nestled at the foot of the rolling hills of the Downs.

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For me, the golden fields

And wide open skies

Embody the beauty of the English countryside.

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And finding two horses nuzzling each other

Is just the cherry on top of the cake.

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(I’ll be back in a week, but the Our World link will be up and running as usual on Monday evening.)

For more beauty, please visit: Skywatch.


Fields of gold

I love the rolling hills

Of the Sussex countryside,

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With its endless blue

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And fields of gold

Rising to meet the welcoming sky.

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For more endless blue, please visit: Skywatch.

England, my England

I’m still away in England, so thought it was appropriate to show you some of the sights that make me sigh.

Cream tea in a lush, green garden

And thatched cottages from a bygone era.

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My sister lives in a quaint old village

With lanes full of houses dating back

To Shakespeare’s time.

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And last but not least, how I love

The rolling golden countryside

Of the South Downs!


For more charming places, please visit: Our World.

I’m still away so won’t be able to visit. Back very soon!


I had a wonderful time in England.

My camera battery died but I bought a new one.

It was cold, but I put on my thermal vest.

Golden moments touched every day with joy:

Long overdue family reunions,

Laughter and red wine

And the rolling Sussex countryside

With a sky stretching to infinity.

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. — George Eliot

For more endless views, please visit: Skywatch!

Through frosted glasses

September became October and offered the early riser a perfect lawn of lacy grass.

Crunchy frostiness underfoot. Tingling fingers encased in long-forgotten gloves.


The ghostly ground veiled in white offered the perfect contrast to the rich colours of trees and house.


A tree laden with rowan berries – a harbinger of a snowy winter. Peeking through the branches, a shy farm displays its new roof of frost, as if to say: At last! Autumn is here!


For more glimpses of the world around us, visit: That’s My World!