Showing posts from November, 2014

Winter Foraging …

Each afternoon I take a walk – if the sun is out it becomes more of a saunter, an amble.  Sometimes I stop and hold my face up to the sun, close my eyes, and feel its warmth on my skin.  Passing motorists must wonder what I am doing.  I am savouring these brief moments in an otherwise dull and overcast day.  When the fog lifts it is cause for celebration, to see a little blue sky, the sun shining on the leaves that are still hanging on precariously, ready to fall.  Watch glistening raindrops teetering on the edge of red berries giving a Christmas tree feel to the hedgerows.  I am looking for colour, checking out what is available, what Mother Nature will provide for me to bring indoors to decorate the house for the Christmas period.  I like to keep things simple – twigs and branches, vases of berries, holly and ivy, candles and a few baubles – are all that is needed to complete the festive feel.The bulbs that I planted earlier in the year are all now pushing through – bringing them in…

November … The Ghost of Autumn

I have been feeling slightly under the weather this week, nothing serious, just a head cold – I don’t think the weather has helped the situation much.Grey, gunmetal skies … mists and fogs … have given the landscape an eerie quality, sounds have been deadened and figures loom out of nowhere.So it has been this past week … the fields around have been hidden from us … the sound of cawing rooks the only indication of life – rare glimpses snatched out of the gloom.  "So dull and dark are the November days.
The lazy mist high up the evening curled,
And now the morn quite hides in smoke and haze;
The place we occupy seems all the world."
-   John Clare, NovemberBut then there are moments of beauty … early morning mists rising from the fields … adding a magical atmosphere to the landscape with a lavender streaked sky.Trying to find beauty in the everyday gets harder …the slow decay of the garden"November comes
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.

A Peek into my Week …

Now that the gardening season is drawing to a close I will be concentrating more on other things that go on in my life as a way of keeping the blog going over winter.  This is a little peek  into what is going on in my world this week.
I am reading …The Book of Idle PleasuresIt is about throwing off the shackles of modern life and embracing  the pleasure of little things – to enjoy ourselves and indulge our inbuilt love of nature and sensuality and conviviality without breaking our backs or the bank.  Using the old idea of making our own fun, using our creativity and imagination rather than paying someone else to do it for us – simple things, the bare necessities – things that cost nothing.  Idle pleasures help to side step the commotion of a work-hard, shop-hard  world and enter a world of joy and freedom.  Written by Dan Kiernan and Tom Hodgkinson of The Idler.I am watching …
In the aftermath of his father's death an artist (Ewan McGregor) meets and falls in love with a young woma…

The Best Things in Life are Free …

“If we look at the world with a love of life, the world will reveal its beauty to us.” ~Daisaku IkedaJust a few photos taken on an early morning stroll.  The sun was out, the sky clear, the water still -  showing a perfect mirror image.  The church bells were ringing in the distance, early morning dog walkers,  fishermen, cyclists, horse riders – all taking advantage of the Sunday autumn sunshine a brief pause from the torrential rain.  This is what it  is all about for me – and yes, the best things in life are free.