May has vanished in a flash. She’s disappeared. Gone. Like that. Nesting birds Lost in thoughts The garden still needs cleaning.
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, EvenContinue reading “Our Time Here…”
Sunday afternoon. A walk around the ‘running around fields’. Some time. Some family time. Walking, quietly.
~Trying to capture, These fleeting moments: Grains of sand, running through my fingers…
January, February… Sleep. In all its glory.
Staying still, saying nothing, Even when I’m dying to. But Think. Think: Consequences Before she even attempts To articulate your thoughts.
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.
Hello friends, I always like to end my yoga classes with a story or a poem. Often the poem or story comes to me in one way or another and it wants to be shared. It finds its way in front of my eyes, perhaps because I need to read it myself, or perhaps someoneContinue reading “When stories come and find you…”
She ran out in the street Calling after him…
Sally is a gardener She runs an organic farm and sells her vegetables on various farmer’s markets. yes she does look like a slug.