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.
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.
Brown bird, on the fence
Say nothing, stay still.
A mindset, a stream.
Breathe deep, change the lens
No sliding down hill.
Life is but a dream.
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…
My Etsy Shop had a make over and has now re-opened. Come and visit if you have a second!
It’s my Dad’s birthday today :: Happy Birthday Dad! :: I hope you are having a lovely day and that the weather is sunny where you are, because here it feels like Autumn.
I have been working on a painting for him, here is the version in my sketchbook…
I disappeared for a while. I fell down the knitting rabbit hole again.
Mrs Pony was born out of a happy accident. I bought a few balls of yarn from a charity shop yesterday morning (the lady kindly sold me a few balls for £1) with the intention to knit a creature out of it.
One of the yarn was pink with a label around it that read: 12g Knit a Pony.