This Day

All that is eternal in me welcomes the wonder of this day, the field of brightness it creates offering time for each thing to arise and illuminate.

John O’ Donohue


I was walking in the Woods this afternoon. The trees were full of blossoms and the scent in the air was wonderful. Spring is filled with so much beauty


Sometimes distance is so telling, the way back is impossible.


If only we could truly read faces – what stories, what mysteries would we find there.


The fields, gardens, churchyards and sidewalks are blessed with their brief and beautiful presence.

Welsh Countryside

Sometimes the sky just wants to take a closer look at the ground.


Built into one another: shaped by light and dark.

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