Ruby Red and Russet

 

After the rain, we can tiptoe together on a crimson carpet, through leaves of ruby-red on russet. Our garden hosts seven Japanese Maples; whose leaves fill every corner when November comes.

I find the colours breathtaking, and I enjoy sharing them. From flaming Acer leaves, to a golden butterfly perched on a ginkgo branch, and a violet hydrangea, whose petals turn blue when cold. These were all taken over the last three weeks. Please enjoy.

Indescribably wonderful is the gift of sight, and now is a very fine moment in which to give thanks for that gift, and to send much love to those who are forced to live without it.

May the light of love for this good earth shine forth brightly from the eyes of one and all, from this moment forwards, and then on forevermore.

Peace from Amras.

“When you learn to look with love in your eyes at all around you 

and appreciate the beauty of your planet, 

you will know that you are free at last.”

Montague Keen.

 

Posted on the morning of my 65th.

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

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Green, Red, and Gold

Greetings. Autumn’s finest, as viewed in various corners of our garden throughout October. With leaves so red beneath a sky so rarely this blue of late, what a blessing it is indeed to enjoy the garden on a sunny day. And although it’s becoming bitterly cold at times, well, there’s always Christmas to look forward to.

When the sun still shines in our hearts, on even the darkest of days, then we can always see the road ahead. The sun never shines in anger, or in judgement. It never shines for one, and not the other. It harms none but those who aren’t prepared.

The poet Charles Causely wrote “I am the great sun, but you do not see me”. May we never be so blind – because the sun is an example of the ways of heaven.

I will just insert a note here, to say that I am having technical difficulties when attempting to like some of my favourite blogs. I find great value in all of your works, and always wish to show my appreciation by liking. So please accept my apologies.

Having said that, I hope you enjoyed the pics – and now it’s Namaste, and peace from me.

 

  In my Soul there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church
where I kneel.

Prayer should bring us to an altar where no walls or names exist.

Is there not a region of Love, where the Sovereignty is illuminated nothing,

Where ecstasy gets poured into itself and becomes lost,

Where the wing is fully alive but has no mind or body?

In my Soul there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church
that dissolves, that dissolves in God.

Rabia of Basra (c.717-801)

 

 

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

The Red Carpet

Greetings. How beautiful is this world: created for us.  I can never find words adequate to describe the wonder of being alive. The red carpet is rolled before the feet of a monarch; and are we not, each and everyone of us, the anointed monarch of our own lives? To take these pics, I need to be driven into the forest, which is otherwise within walking distance. From there, I lean against the car, or hobble for a few feet, using my trusty walking stick to save me from an undignified tumble. On this occasion, as you can see, the said carpet had been prepared in advance. The local church, atop the hill, crowns the forest. I enjoyed immensely the job of taking these pics, and hope sincerely that you enjoy viewing them.

I want to take this occasion to thank everyone who drops by this blog. Your visits are appreciated thoroughly, and may I say too, that your blogs are always inspiring to me. So, despite the howling cacophony that thunders on without, peace is real, and is found only within. And within every blog I read, I sense a longing for that peace to be shared.

May those of us for whom peace is the both the destination, and the path, be ever more mindful of this truth in the crazy days just ahead.

Hoping as ever to return soon. Namaste, and peace from Amras.

 

Every time you take a positive action on the basis

of a high-level consideration, you establish

certainties of courage, self-assurance

and skills.

A.E.vanVogt.

 

 

 

P.S., It seems that scoundrels are attempting to charge money online for photographs and original artworks from this site. Do not be duped.

 

Photography©Francis Moloney.

The Irresistible

 

Now, as the days grow shorter, and the trees shed their summer gear, I felt it was a good time to look back to just a few days ago, when those trees were at their most handsome. The irresistible wish to share such beauty fell upon the pics above. I hope you enjoy them.

Living as we do, in an aggressively materialistic society, we are sometimes subjected to scoffing tongues and pointed type. Many folk dedicate themselves to discouraging others from their spirituality. We all suffer for their ignorance.

As we need more light than darkness in our lives, I would ask any friendly reader, who agrees with me, to consider such folk in their payers tonight.

With that, I wish peace for every living soul. Namaste from Amras.

 

If you don’t know where you’re going,

any road will take you there. 

George Harrison.

 

 

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

Landlocked Brits

Despite many challenges, both physical, and technical, I’m back.

Although October is starting to get chilly, I have managed to spend a little high quality time in the garden. What impresses me most about being outdoors so far is how warm it still feels compared to July.

What a disappointing month that was for landlocked Brits.

The pics, taken in a day, show glimpses of the season in motion, I hope you enjoy viewing them.

As always I want to thank all readers, and followers who drop by these pages. I sincerely hope that they are worth your time. I am sorry that I can’t always reply to comments promptly, but I can’t thank you, dear readers, enough for the compassion, and wisdom contained in your comments.

I’m just about done for now, so until next time, peace, and Namaste from Amras.

 

“Finally, may we indeed, keep in our hearts, that our humble blogs are the spirits that keep the World Wide Web humane. Let us use this gift to flourish as people! Let us cherish one another! And be thankful for one another, because at some point, we touch our respective lives.”  ~ Aina Balagtas https://lyricssentimentsandme.wordpress.com

 

 

Photography ©Francis Moloney.