⛈️ A storm approaches. The thunder is getting louder and closer.
Adolescence covered a difficult and concerning subject, and did it so well. Well worth your time…
The Bunker: Saturday 12th April, 2025
Tuesday, April 15, 2025
All credit to the artist(s) 🎨
It has been a while, but The Bunker has undergone some minor updates. Or maybe it is some ”edits” to what was already there? Certainly not a full blown new mural.
On Hedge Laying
Monday, April 14, 2025
James Rebanks, author of Pastoral Song : A Farmer’s Journey (do read it!), shared this photograph on BlueSky of a hedge being laid. I am guessing that it is on his farm in the Lake District in England? Rebanks’ photograph took me home, back to Britain, to a time and place that sits deeply in my heart. I’m seeing a clear winter’s day as in this picture. I’m seeing a hedge being laid, the first time that I have seen one, or at least noticed the practice of hedge laying.
I’ve just added to new page to my website, Rainbows.
Given that I post so many photos of rainbows on this site, I decided to collect them all together using Micro.blog’s Photo Collections feature. As of today there are 89 photographs of rainbows here. The page will update as I add more…as I’m sure that I will!
😮💨 I’m heading to bed tonight exhausted, but it is a good exhaustion. I was working all afternoon in the garden, made some good progress clearing overcrowding plants (hopefully the light of a new day will show that I did), and now just need to lie down. Good night 🌙
Evening rainbow 🌈
This morning’s rainbow 🌈
This morning’s rainbow 🌈
I’ve joined a writing group. We start writing this coming Thursday, instructions coming soon, write each day, meet up the following Thursday, select your best two pieces to read.
I watched season 3 of The White Lotus because I had seen the previous two seasons, but…
☕ It’s one of those nights when I’m going to bed looking forward to tomorrow morning’s coffee.
Wispy clouds at dusk.
Geckos In The Morning
Saturday, April 5, 2025
Sitting outside the other morning, drinking the first coffee of the day, I noticed leaves shaking out of sync with the early morning breeze that was blowing throw. I noticed it there, and there, and over there. Almost everywhere I looked there was a leaf or two shaking. On closer look I noticed geckos either on the leaves, or jumping down to a patch of grass that lay in the sun.
This morning’s rainbow 🌈
😶🌫️ We are still sitting in VOG here. The emoji is a little exaggeration on what we are experiencing, though the air quality is terrible. That along with no wind means that it can get hot outside. Today and going through the weekend the Trade winds are meant to pick up. Fingers crossed that they do. It will clear the air.
Now that Spring is officially here, I have changed my avatar to a Summer Owl (complete with a Shaka). Thank you again to @andycarolan@social.lol for creating this (avatar number 4, and the third owl). It’s always a pleasure to work with him, and I definitely recommend his work. 🤙🏻
Evening light from a couple of nights ago.
I wrote the poem below while sitting outside by myself at dusk. It was just a stream of consciousness that came to me at the light diminished and the day wound down.
One of those coming across some words just when I need them moments.
The only thing to do when the sense of dread and low self-esteem tells you that you are not up to this is to wear it down by getting a little work done every day.
~ Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird
And that is what I am doing right now…wearing it down.
Thank you, Anne.