There you stood- majestic in your greatness  Rising above all others – claiming the heavens for your own A beauty was apparent – despite aging scars – the obvious signs of decay Still you retained the ability to raise my heartfelt admiration What onslaughts had you endured – I wondered How many and how fierce…

Today is the second week of my ‘beginners art class’ – and – I’m going to get some tips – and have a go – at painting ‘skies’ – yet – as I sit here this morning and try to capture the glorious ‘painting’ before me on my phone camera – I’m aware of –…

I’m sure I’ve loved the long days of Summer as much as anyone else – and in many ways – I’m sorry they are coming to an end – with the sun rising later in the mornings and setting earlier in the evenings. However – I delight in being up early enough to see those sunrises…

We’re at the ‘changing of the seasons’ – the summer is past – the autumn is with us – and very soon we will be aware of the winter approaching. How we feel about the changing of the seasons really depends on our attitude – we can resent it – or embrace it – we…

  So often as I have sat in the quiet of the morning – I’ve had the sense that I could reach out and touch the silence – feel it – taste it – hear it – it’s felt so close – so strong. This morning was one of those times – and I recalled…

One of our regular walks takes us alongside dykes and a river – where there are warning signs . We have walked alongside the river – in times of drought – like we had this summer – and also in times of flood     It’s very obvious when the river is in flood just why…

  I’m always fascinated by reflections in the water – this picture is not one of my best by any means – but was taken the other day – and reminded me of a poem I wrote about 30 years ago – although it’s perhaps not the best as poetry goes – it expresses my thoughts…

We often walk by the canal into the city – and the other day as we did this we reminisced about holidays that we had years ago on narrow boats – traversing a variety of canals. One thing stuck out to us about those times – it was the slow pace of life – for a…