Posts tagged “light

The golden path

The equinox has been and gone,

Which means it’s getting dark so early on in the evenings.

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We have to chase the light —

Or perhaps the light is chasing us.

(This is Simmie, who turned four this weekend.)

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But when the sun comes out,

The woods are filled with gold.

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Curtains of light

Late August is a beautiful time of year

For light.

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Fields of gold glow in the early morning;

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Curtains of light float to the ground;

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And diamond drops glitter

In the deliciously chilly air.

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Strawberry sizzle

Sometimes, the best part of a sunset

Is when the sun sinks below the horizon.

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Then all sorts of magic can happen:

A strawberry sizzle in the sky

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Or the rich perfection

Of sky kissing waves at the beach.

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(I’m on my last week of holiday and want to spend as much time away from the computer as possible, so may not be around too much.)

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Let the joy flood in

Perhaps it’s just an ordinary leaf —

Dried up and ready to be thrown away.

But then again, perhaps not.

It’s a golden feather

And a dazzling heart.

After all, the holes are there to let the joy

And the light flood in.

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And joining up with Skywatch too.


Spring honey

It was a blustery, spring evening —

But the light was delicious.

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Ruby jumped up on her favourite high rock

As the honey’d rays of the sun glowed.

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She was happy to look over her kingdom

Bathed in golden light.

(Simmie was busy running around in circles of joy.)

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The hopeful sun

The sun always speaks to me of hope

And of better days to come.

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It reminds me of the last verse of a poem

By Diana Der-Hovanessian.

When your father dies, say the Armenians,
your sun shifts forever.
And you walk in his light.

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Thank you for your sympathy and kind comments!

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Light burst

If the sky could be a musical instrument —

It would be a trumpet burst of light.

Wishing you all a wonderful holiday season

Full of light and joy and love.

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De-light

(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!

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And to top it all —

The glowing sun

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Turned tails and manes

To molten gold and bronze.

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Golden goldens

It was a gorgeous evening

When I went out for a walk with the dogs.

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The summer light

Drizzled over grass and dogs alike

Lighting up the fields

With its honeyed glow

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So that there was gold

Both in the sky

And in the grass.

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Sheepish

I had time for some lovely walks up on the West Sussex Downs while I was in England.

My first walk was wet and drizzly,

But I loved the way the countryside looked in the mist.

The sheep look a bit ram-bunctious, don’t they?

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The next day, the sun broke through

And made the sky and hills sing.

How’s this for a lovely picture of friend-sheep?

Rays on sheep

This adorable creature stared at me for ages —

I loved the way she was bathed in sun rays.

And wool ewe just look at that sweet face?

I’ll go out on a lamb, and say that you’ve had

Enough of my baaa-d jokes!

Here's looking at ewe

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