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 aContinue reading “From the water’s edge”
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The colours blend, and roll as one…
Sunday afternoon. A walk around the ‘running around fields’. Some time. Some family time. Walking, quietly.
Fast Asleep
January, February… Sleep. In all its glory.
Black bird
A new year begins, As I watch black birds feeding While I keep painting.
Squirrel!
I often wonder: What do I have to offer, the world has plenty.
Eagle owl
The owl is hungry For more outdoor adventures, Now that winter’s here…
Blue crow
I’m not even sure… snoring dog in front of me, bull terrier and blue.
Wild soul staring back
– Wild soul staring back Youth burning like a fire Keep going, down the track –
Reminder…
This morning this cow came to me, as a reminder: i must honour my duty, stories have been brewing. i know her. as I’m busy preparing and thinking about this coming workshop, she came and nudged me gently “keep going, do not stop but remember our story”.
song for the unsung heroes
Sometimes, you don’t need to do something ground breaking to be a hero. ordinary, anonymous, unsung heroes are the ones who inspire me the most. the ones who are not attention seeking or looking for praise. the ones who are not trying hard to prove themselves, who don’t need the world or anyone else watchingContinue reading “song for the unsung heroes”
