The Echoes of History! Warming is the glory of the morning sun – surrounded by fields of shimmering gold, Curling the contours with the echo of journeys – where history it never grows old! Seasonal cycles – riding like bicycles … Continue reading →

The Roundhouse Bones! We are kindly delivered by Mrs Glen – following the ribbon that weaves her day, We alighted in the layby – gathering our things and waving her on her way! We capture the silence of the dry … Continue reading →

Solstice Day! Warming with the joy of the morning sun – a kindly gesture takes us close, We alight on the corner – counting the kit-bags – the stream it babbles a whiling dose! At the reach of the field-gate … Continue reading →

The Bumble Bee Parade! Purple rinse curls of cloud – with painted edges – hovering sporadically like random meringues, The sun cracks through the crevices – wafting winds – the shade of shadows as the morning hangs! With the flourishing … Continue reading →

Melodious Tongues! The seasoned lock – seizing with reluctance – building the anticipation of the day, The ancient gateway with its practical refinement’s – swinging open to reveal the way, On the back of the door – there’s a Wren’s … Continue reading →