
Sometimes distance is so telling, the way back is impossible.
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.
While visiting Scotney castle, I watched a group of volunteers working and laughing and conversing away. It was a lovely little scene and I couldn’t help but think that there’s something beautiful about work and conversation when the two come together in a harmonious goal.
The fields, gardens, churchyards and sidewalks are blessed with their brief and beautiful presence.
Sometimes the sky just wants to take a closer look at the ground.
Built into one another: shaped by light and dark.
Deep in the forest. That’s where the little jewels are found.
A visit to the beautiful Welsh countyside. I was particularly taken with the colours in this scene.
Visionaries and mountains go together. Many a great vision for life has come to people who have sat quietly in the rare air of mountain tops, gazing out into the vastness lined by distant horizons.
You’re a leaf scattered by an invisible wind. Don’t you know something is moving you?
Rumi