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.
“You have been telling people that this is the Eleventh Hour, now you must go back and tell the people that this is the Hour. And there are things to be considered…
Where are you living?
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?
Know your garden.
It is time to speak your truth.
Create your community.
Be good to each other.
And do not look outside yourself for your leader.
Then he clasped his hands together, smiled, and said, “This could be a good time! There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold on to the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly. Know the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above the water.
And I say, see who is in there with you and celebrate. At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally, least of all ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.
The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves! Banish the word ’struggle’ from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”
–Hopi Elders’ Prophecy, June 8, 2000
On a fine Saturday, Eartha set off to central London to join the rebellion 💚
I’m not sure if I will be able to put all this into words… I chose the images above as a way to convey hope, a love for nature and the small things in life.
Our Time Here:
Even though nature is in a crisis, and huge transformations and changes need to happen,
Even if the governments seem to make a point of getting it all wrong,
Despite the fact that money and the interests of a few people seem to prevail,
Over the fate of the planet and the rest of her inhabitants…
I have hope.
Here is a recent photoshoot I did recently with young upcoming power lifter, Archie Reid. Archie is planning on beating the dead lifting world record in his age category soon and needed some pictures…
The court of miracles…
This morning I was up and about at 4:30am, thanks to my lovely cat Henry who likes to wake me up around that time because he wants me to open the door, so he can go back to sleep on/under the deck chair on our patio (weather depending that is). So I get up, like a good and obedient cat slave, open the back door and watch him settling down, literally 1 metre from the glass door. I bet he is purring too.
I tried to go back to sleep, but couldn’t as this is my usual insomnia time. I thought: this is a great opportunity to go out and find a spot to settle in with my camera and do some street photography.
I’ve been enjoying exploring new territories recently. It could be because Spring is only five days away, or perhaps it’s because change has been in the air here recently. I’m enjoying playing more, experimenting with lights and shadows, colours and textures….
Here are a few postcards for you: from me, from here, from now…
Childhood in the woods… Looking for sticks and dragons…