Tag Archives: woodland
Brides Snowdrops
Walk with me through the bare woods as winter retreats into the earth. As the frost seeps away into the deep earth, the ground beneath our feet is warming, and stirring with new life. Let’s linger a while in this … Continue reading
The Stillness of the Lichen Woods
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
Slipping into Shade
Among golden leaves Puddles of late autumn light Slip into cold shade
Autumn Treats
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
Signs of Autumn
All around us the signs of autumn are beginning to make an appearance. Despite the lingering sunshine and warmth there are tell-tale signs that the year is turning ever onwards towards the darkness of winter. In Gaelic there are two … Continue reading
Wisdom of a Broken Tree
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
Spring Gossip
On the banks they crowd Confetti blossom gossips Surfing springs green wave.
Light Catchers
It was late afternoon, about an hour before sunset, as I headed out along the path through Roslin Glen. To begin with I walked in the shadows, with tiny slivers of light occasionally piercing through the layers of trees. The … Continue reading
Housewarming
So here’s something a little different. Two of my gorgeous friends, and my lovely mother-in-law, have all just moved house. So I decided to paint a housewarming card, print it, and send it to each of them to wish them … Continue reading
Woodland Awakening
There’s a soft earthy path which winds away into the wild woods. We can walk together along its soft curves, deeper and deeper into the trees. Here we can escape our worried thoughts, moving closer and closer into a vibrant … Continue reading