Tag Archives: trees

The Stillness of the Lichen Woods

Posted on April 17, 2016 by greenmackenzie

We walked the other day, between ancient trees, draped in fine clothes of moss and lichen. The air was as pure in the mouth as spring water, and the sounds of the outside world were muffled and absorbed by … Continue reading →

Posted in elemental, mindfulness, nature photo | Tagged Atlantic Hazelwoods, biology, Celtic Rainforest, druid, lichen, mindfulness, nature, photography, scotland, trees, woodland | 58 Comments

The Dawn

Posted on March 28, 2016 by greenmackenzie

The day shows herself Letting in light by layers Shade flees to the folds. Taken as the sun rose over the Plockton Crags on Good Friday morning. Find more dusk and dawn images at WP weekly challenge ‘half light‘. … Continue reading →

Posted in nature photo, Plockton, poem | Tagged Crags, dawn, landscape, mindfulness, nature, photography, Plockton, scotland, sunrise, trees, winter | 29 Comments

Winter Bones

Posted on January 26, 2016 by greenmackenzie

All night he rattled The dead sapless tree bones while Spring slept safe below

Posted in elemental, nature photo, poem | Tagged art, Haiku, landscape, mindfulness, nature, poetry, scotland, snow, trees, winter | 36 Comments

A Ravens Tale

Posted on December 29, 2015 by greenmackenzie

Yesterday I wandered without a plan, deeper and deeper into the tangled woods. The path twisted and turned through unfamiliar corners, while I was lost in the distraction of my thoughts. As the weak winter light began to fade, … Continue reading →

Posted in Celtic, change, Elemental tales | Tagged cailleach, Celtic, elemental, fairytale, goddess, magic, nature, scottish, spiritual, stories, trees, winter | 28 Comments

Autumn Treats

Posted on November 3, 2015 by greenmackenzie

Walking out into the woods I found Autumn had cast her golden spell across the land. Everything green was now dipped in shimmering coppers and bronze, and the long low shadows drew lines across the earth. The light was … Continue reading →

Posted in change, elemental, mindfulness | Tagged Autumn, change, keaves, life, mindfulness, nature, postaday, spiritual, trees, woodland | 38 Comments

Blushing hot Maple

Posted on November 25, 2014 by greenmackenzie

Blushing hot Maple Yearly menopausal flush In winters cold face.

Posted in change, nature photo, poem | Tagged Autumn, change, Haiku, leaves, mindfulness, nature, photography, poetry, red, trees | 46 Comments

Wisdom of a Broken Tree

Posted on August 12, 2014 by greenmackenzie

I was walking yesterday, among the ancient twisted oaks, as the tail end of a hurricane swept across the land. I was sheltered on the forest floor, but high above me the branches bent and strained in the high wind, … Continue reading →

Posted in elemental, mindfulness, spiritual | Tagged Celtic, earth, magic, mindfulness, nature, photography, spiritual, trees, wisdom, woodland | 55 Comments

Tree Clouds

Posted on March 8, 2014 by greenmackenzie

Clouds whisper thoughts And leaves whisper dreams On the edges almost everything is possible The lip of water meets the limit of sky And all we have ever imagined is birthed through kisses into life. A cloud of leaves and … Continue reading →

Posted in art, elemental, mindfulness, nature photo, photos, poem, relaxation, verse, weekly photo challenge | Tagged art, elemental, mindfulness, nature, photography, poetry, postaday, trees, verse | 39 Comments

Golden Treasure

Posted on February 16, 2014 by greenmackenzie

Deep in the ancient Hazel woods, lies a dark pool of water, fringed with golden tassels. Swaying slightly in the soft winter air, they glow brightly against the deep blue waters below. Hidden beneath the surface of the water the … Continue reading →

Posted in ancient history, Celtic, elemental, mindfulness, mythology, nature photo, photos, spiritual, weekly photo challenge | Tagged Celtic, hazel catkins, mindfulness, mythology, nature, photography, postaday, spiritual, spring, trees | 50 Comments

Winters Bones

Posted on February 12, 2014 by greenmackenzie

We walked out along a line of Beech trees, and the low winter sun caught in our eyes, blinding us with shadows and glitter. The air was still as though the year was holding her breath, and bird song was … Continue reading →