Spring is all about
The glowing sun of flowers,
Where crocus petals
Drink in the rays
To reveal silhouettes
Of their secrets.
I love the way the petals and shadows
Create mosaics like stained glass windows, don’t you?
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One of the things I love most about photography
Is trying to capture the light.
It’s much easier to do
When you visit a magnificent cathedral
Like Notre Dame in Paris.
You don’t have to be religious
To have your breath taken away by the interior
And the simple yet beautiful ceiling.
I love the way the stained glass windows
Create rainbows of light on an old wall in the cathedral.
The play of shadow makes the sculptures
Look like real people.
Back outside again, I’m surprised by a shadow
Of what appears to be an alien.
I have to look twice to see
That it’s the shadow of an eagle!
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The great big
Hallelujah of the sun
Bursting out into song
Over rooftops and trees
Gives me energy.
Even the melody of the setting sun
In the city a couple of weeks ago
Sang a beautiful tune.
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I hope you travel through the coming year
With light and love in your hearts.
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It’s that time of year again: the festival of Lucia
Celebrated on December 13 with music and light.
The Lucia glides in wearing a crown of candles;
The rest of the singers follow, dressed in white.
Golden light illuminates beautiful faces full of song.
A reminder that candles need darkness
In which to shine.
The wintry early light
Turns old church window into art —
I leave the concert
With hope in my heart.
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The sun breaks through
The early morning fog
With a glorious
Golden hallelujah of light.
(Note to self: Let nothing dim the light that shines within.)
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The golden evening light of late summer
Transforms even the humblest of flowers
Into works of art:
From downy pillows of fluff
To small wishes ready for take off.
And if you’re lucky,
You might even see a dandelion rainbow.
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July was a time of long, long summer nights,
And strawberry swirls in the sky.
Pink gave way to
Ruby red —
As the sun sank into the lake
With a sizzling hot splash.
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The kids and I spent a wonderful, long day in London recently —
And they had to pull me away as the sun was setting over the Thames.
The lamps were lit up by the golden glow of the sun
And the man seemed blissfully unaware of the seagulls flying up behind him …
Even the double-decker buses looked romantic
As the molten carpet of light flowed over the water.
However, I’m not really a big city kind of person
And am always grateful to be back by ‘my’ lake —
To enjoy its golden beauty.
The sunken boat in this photo reminds me of Rumi:
“Where there is ruin, there is hope for treasure.”
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I’m celebrating six years of blogging with a look at the Tate Modern – a fabulous museum housed in the former Southbank Power Station – that I visited on my recent trip to England.
The old turbine hall is now the dramatic entrance of the art gallery.
The themes of space and light
Are also present in the art galleries themselves. (They used to be the boiler rooms of the power station).
Even the back of the turbine hall
Is full of light and enormous space.
(That round ball shape on the right is actually a small child.)
As the gallery was closing,
The sun created its own artwork
Of light and shadows and beauty.
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