Late Summer Flowers

White lashed golden eyes
Open thirst driven into ceaseless light
Earth turns, flower strains.


About greenmackenzie

Hi, I'm Seonaid, and I share my home on the shores of Loch Ness deep in the Scottish Highlands with my husband, my son and a couple of dogs. I love art which is here now and gone food and nature...but also have a passion for vintage and the ancient past! Nature is my favourite muse, with her wild ever shifting seasons. I have been using and teaching mindfulness and relaxation for over 12 years, and have yet to become any sort of expert :-) I'm a Psychotherapist and Cancer Support Specialist in Maggies Highlands
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16 Responses to Late Summer Flowers

  1. colonialist says:

    Very pretty indeed. They look better where they are than on a bicycle, though! 🙂

  2. Lucid Gypsy says:

    The simplest flowers are the best, these are just beautiful.

  3. Paula says:

    I can almost smell them :). A gorgeous light, Seonaid!

  4. Your words are more apt than perhaps you think … check out this link ( to see plants ‘straining’ to do all sorts of crazy things. Your are beautiful images. From the looks of things it would seem that you are quite a bit behind us as our deciduous trees are rapidly turning and leaves are departing their moorings with each breeze. D

  5. A fine echo of summer. The golden eyes have a long season – we bought a packet of wildflower seeds early in the year and just scattered them in one of the borders – they have been flowering all summer. I am a lazy gardener – I will be buying many more next year 🙂

  6. twoscamps says:

    You sure take great photos. :^)

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