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Latitudes and Longitudes

June 06, 2016  •  Leave a Comment

"Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance;

they make the latitudes and longitudes." 

Henry David Thoreau
 


Wisteria walk

June 05, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Lane

June 04, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Blossom

June 03, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Beech walk no.2

June 02, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Sunset no. 55

June 01, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Tree no. 39

May 31, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Window no.21

May 30, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Budleigh Salterton

May 29, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Tomorrow will have an island

May 28, 2016  •  Leave a Comment

Tomorrow will have an island. Before night
I always find it. Then on to the next island.
These places hidden in the day separate
and come forward if you beckon.
But you have to know they are there before they exist.

Some time there will be a tomorrow without any island.
So far, I haven't let that happen, but after
I'm gone others may become faithless and careless.
Before them will tumble the wide unbroken sea,
and without any hope they will stare at the horizon.

So to you, Friend, I confide my secret:
to be a discoverer you hold close whatever
you find, and after a while you decide
what it is. Then, secure in where you have been,
you turn to the open sea and let go. 


Beech

May 26, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Colour

May 25, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Window no. 20

May 24, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Beech walk

May 23, 2016  •  Leave a Comment


Beach huts

May 22, 2016  •  Leave a Comment