Friday, January 18

wow....snow at the PHP!!!


We only had to wait a day before the frost turned to snow.
...it's a damp kind of sticking type...just right for rolling and making snowmen...
...sadly no more children live at this address now....
...and I've forbidden the potter to stay out in it...

So I just bunged on the wellies myself, and went out into it...
... and took a few shots of the beauty before the whole lot turned to slush...
...or worse....
...ice overnight.

 




















It's as if the whole garden is just waiting for the spring...
...the trees...the bushes...the tools ...the table and chairs...
...and 
me!

Wednesday, January 16

Frost at TPHP....

I've written TPHP as the rest is so long and my hands are so cold...
...now we have winter settling in for quite a spell I suspect!

 ...the frost came and painted the garden with his secret, silent brush marks over night...
... and so I crept in and caught them before the weak winter sun climbed high enough to take his eraser and wipe them out.....
...so ephemeral and fragile are they...
 


...the lonely wheelbarrow...


...chiaroscuro in the box hedge...


...geometric patterns ....



...tricot edges embroidered on to winter leaves...

 ...white birch trunks glow...


...especially when that low winter sun hits them...



...then nothing can actually stop the progress of life returning...



...even in the hardened earth...roses bloom...


Sunday, January 13

The Journey...



 How often in interviews with "famous" people on talk/talk shows do you hear them say in .."I'm a serious artist"...kind of way...
..."I'm on a journey"! 
(nod of the head...)
Perhaps they are thinking of Robert Frost, taking the "road less travelled"...
...perhaps it as just become a cliche...
...but it got me thinking about my own life what with the amount of time I've spent recently travelling back and forth to hospital for members of the family....
 and then up comes the lovely "dVerse" thought for today and so here goes with my contribution.
thankyou dVerse!

!We are all on a journey!
 
Am I on a journey?
Is what is behind me
Influencing my thoughts,
My actions?
Or do I have the right to…,
The choice to…
Being who I am to…
Go forward in that being?
Can I not help
What the past has made me?
Am I always
I am?
What I was is no more
What I will be
Is the unknown.
It is not my “Iwasness”
Not my “Iwillbeness”
 It is in my “Iamness”
That I choose
 Now.