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Saturday
Oct042014

A Swinging Blue Bag Of Late Blackberries

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Clouds choke the valley with mist.

The damp of the grass seeps through holes in my wellies.

In the Four Fields, a dog called Tom is being schooled for the nursery trials.

On the top road, two cats scale a wall at our approach.  One tail vanishes.  The other turns and, from the opposite end of a curved body, piercing eyes watch our progress.

We’re both tired.  We choose the short route.

As we wend our way down the snicket, a swinging blue bag of late blackberries grows heavier in my hand at each pause.  A seed sticks in my tooth.

I push A Shine Of Rainbows into the dung-spattered postbox.  And a birthday card for Vanda.

As the clouds begin to disperse, I tip the black berries into my cherry bowl.  Slice in ripe figs.  Spoon over just-now-delivered yogurt.  Sweeten with toffee stevia.  

Feast.

Sunday
Sep212014

The Woodland Wreath

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If you go down to the woods today

you’ll find burnished leaves

and shiny hips

and seed pods fit to burst.

 

Then you’ll carry them home

and fashion them into a wreath

that whispers all week

of that walk in the woods.

Thursday
Sep112014

And The Wreath-Making Goes On

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Foraging…gathering…weaving…binding.  The bounty of a single hour entwined in a circle.  Captured forever in an image.  A snapshot of Pennine bounty on one sweet day in history.

So loving this process!

 

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Friday
Aug222014

Welcoming Autumn

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Well I had to do something with all that ravishing heather.  

Besides, August - once the height of summer - has slipped soonly into autumn.  Which is fine by me.  ‘Cause autumn is my season.  The comforting, comfortable, colour crazy time of year.  The smoky, misty, toffeed dank time of year.  Abundant and beloved.

So to celebrate - this wreath.  Heather from the purple moors. Rowan berries from the hedgerow.  Rosemary from the garden.

Sunday
Aug172014

The Spectacular Heather

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Everyone’s saying it.  

Never - never ever ever in living memory - has the heather been so spectacular.  So totally magnificent.  So utterly….PURPLE!!!

It was for this very moment that someone, back in the mists of time, invented the word RESPLENDENT.