Greetings. Here’s a fresh post, for a new year. I’ve chosen one photo from each month of 2019. The atmospheric featured image, like the forest, was taken in January. October’s pic captures an upside down rainbow – a common phenomenon of late. December’s mysterious pic is of the moon, shining through the leaves of a close-by palm tree.
With that, I shall leave you in peace. May your life be blessed.
When winter beleaguers my troublesome bones, too often exhaustion will outweigh my pen.
“I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.”
Hello again, this must be a record, I don’t remember posting so frequently since 2012, or so. What has encouraged me to work so hard, are the wonderful photos that my old friend Chris is sharing. Also, Amanda and myself have taken full advantage of our photogenic location during this most welcome Indian Summer.
From Castlerigg Stone Circle, in the Lake District, to Snowdonia in Wales, Chris, and his sturdy son, Joe, roughed it out in a windy tent, to bring us these photos. My favourite is the rainbow. A couple of hours ago, I was sitting in the warm part of my garden, contemplating the creation of this post, when something prompted me to look straight up into the zenith. Hanging there was an upside-down rainbow, which was waiting, it seemed, to simply take my breath away. It deserves to be shared, so I took the photo at the foot of this page with my iPhone. I hope you find these signs of the times as wonderful as I do.
“For the sake of sanity, remember:
‘The map is not the territory,
the word is not the thing it describes.
‘ Wherever the map is confused with the
territory, a ‘semantic disturbance’ is set up in the organism.
The disturbance continues until the limitation is recognised.”