Sunday, 19 January 2014

My husband takes a damn good photo

The well-trod path

Walking with the boys

None shall pass
With the sun shining for the first time in weeks we took advantage of the break in both weather and work to go tramping.  Blidworth Bottoms is a typical Forestry Commission plantation.  But it is one with a number of bridleways and paths that makes it very attractive for walkers and horse riders.  With this kind of late winter light it is possible to get some beautiful photographs, which Tim duly did.  He takes a good picture!

Matthew, aka Gandalf found a stick if immense proportions; it doubled as staff and light sabre depending on the whim of the moment.  The snickety little paths and wider rides give much scope for imaginative gaming.  Sometimes there is an over enthusiastic dog wanting to join in too.  We walked and played to different birdsong, from robins to crows, as well as a flock of tits.

Like I said, he takes a good picture does my husband.

Tuesday, 31 December 2013

Owls abound; to take flight?

Although not completely decided yet, I may be taking flight to wordpress.  I do like Blogger and it has been a wonderful home for indulging my amateur work.  But I am beginning to find the format on Wordpress more flexible.  Please feel free to find me there as I enjoy my on line community and the wonderful worlds you all inhabit.


Friday, 27 December 2013

Monday, 23 December 2013

Bringing in the Yule

May we all have the peace we crave, the inspiration to meet each day and the quiet joy of sharing with those who love us.

Thursday, 5 December 2013

Tempus fugit, small thoughts on time

Sad Time by Sergey Kondrashov
We can't touch it, smell it, see it flying away from us and yet it is one of our most precious possessions.  Time to savour, time to watch, time to listen, time to share, time to just sit in silence and be.  We squander it, waste it and use it up on the wrong things.  It can be stolen from us and,once gone, never be given back.
Durer: Melancholia