Here is a series of pictures I recently took from the water’s edge in Weirwood Reservoir, which is one of my favourite places around here. It is a big body of water made of the Medway River – even though it is only a stream at that point (the Medway starts around here), there is a dam at one end which keeps the water contained here. Although it is man made, it is such a beautiful place and a great haven for wild life…
I would like to think that I’m a naturalist. But mostly an urban naturalist.
I love observing Nature reclaiming urban areas.
May has vanished in a flash.
She’s disappeared. Gone. Like that.
Lost in thoughts
The garden still needs cleaning.
I hope you are well and that you are enjoying Autumn wherever you are.
I’m now getting ready for my next 6 day workshop which will start in exactly a week from now.
My last workshop at Emerson College was in early June. It was the end of Spring, the days were longer and the promises of a hot summer were in the air. The temperature was going up, the natural world was in bloom and all the insects were very busy.
Now it’s Samhain – A time to celebrate the spirits, past and present – Halloween is in only a few days and Autumn is definitely here. The trees have shed their leaves, the insects activity has slowed right down, getting ready for winter. It’s the opposite time of the year.
I love receiving emails from previous workshop attendees. I love reading your stories and how animal communication may have enhanced your connection with the natural world and the animals in your life.
Birds are always in sync. They always arrive and leave at the right time.
Seven years ago, my parents were driving in the French countryside, where they live.
My dad noticed a black shape on the side of the road. As he got nearer, he found himself looking into the eyes of a fledgling crow who was laying there, near a roundabout. She was only a few weeks old and completely on her own, with no parents in sight or earshot.
I think a lot of people obsess with the weather when they are conversing. I have noticed that writers seem to be obsessed with time.
Here we are, at the end of May.
Boy turned 10 earlier on this month. I still dont understand where that time went…
We went to the Royal Albert Hall yesterday. It was the first time I had ventured to this mythical venue.
The Beatles, Jimi Hendrix, Ravi Shankar… just to drop a few names amongst the many great musicians who have blessed this place by their presence.
The place worked its magic on me, as I discovered a little gem. I discovered Gustav Holst.
My Etsy Shop had a make over and has now re-opened. Come and visit if you have a second!
I hope you are all enjoying the summer… Here I am getting busier and busier like a little bee, starting slowly to prepare for the Christmas fair at the end of November.
I have never sold my knitting at a fair before, I’ll be sharing a table with a friend and fellow knitter and… we shall see!
I’m still trying to put together a collection for the winter. By that I mean items that will go well together, along the lines of a woodland theme.
I have been experimenting with knitted flower headbands, and garlands of knitted leaves…
Some films you watched as a kid just leave an imprint on your psyche, somehow… or maybe all the films you have ever watched do just that?