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Silent Sunday

rainbow and oak tree


sunset behind oak tree

We have been treated to some amazing sunsets this Autumn, the most spectacular one this week giving the tree at the bottom of my garden its own Ta Dah! moment.

Click on the photo to see it bigger.


Silent Sunday

frosty morning, pink sky

Silent Sunday Sunset

sunset behind oak tree

and sunrise

sunrise, oaktree


Oak tree turned into a sun dial by the evening sun

Art in the garden, Grass spiral.

swirls like the ocean

running on the shore of your





The spiral made in my lawn this year has been thoroughly enjoyed by many – children always run around spirals – turning, turning, turning, always turning, always running, always laughing – it is a delight!

Easy to do – you cut the lawn on a high setting and then starting in the middle, mow outwards on a lower setting, keeping a gap of the mower width to your right or left, whichever way you are moving. I’d love to know if you give it a go.

I first cut a spiral back in 1999 and then came the Waves, and the Grid

What pattern would you create?

Just had to include this wonderful piece of graphic design:

graphic design, from Trust Me I'm a Designer

I saw this on a site called ‘Trust Me I’m a Designer’. Clever don’t you think!

It’s your turn!

Leave a link to your photos in the comments so that we can all see what turns up this week. ūüėČ

Joining in with Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge – his prompt words this week are: Ocean and Shore

and the One – a – Week Photo Challenge that Cathy and I have compiled for fun.

Chaffinch Haiku

This Haiku journey is fantastic! The excitement of learning a new craft and discovering more and more Рand thanks to a wonderful response from Maia to my last post, I am now trying to form the Haiku according to this part of her comment:

“I‚Äôve found that working with another rule has drastically improved my haiku. Traditionally, the first and second lines are supposed to form a complete concept/idea/image/emotion, and the second and third, another. What makes the poem is how they work together. I think I got a piece of that idea in this one:

In the mid-day rain
Three goldfinches bicker
Over damp thistle”

Isn’t that beautiful!

The excitement I feel is the same thrill I get working out a new knitting or crochet pattern, or craft experiment – I feel fireworks of joy going off in my brain, in my synapses, in my toes, fingers and just everywhere! I just had to look ‘synapses’ up to see if I got that right and in the definition was this description:

“When all your synapses are firing, you’re focused and your mind feels electric.”


Anyway – here goes

Chaffinch 6

sunrise meets the oak                                                                                              branches in a soft pink glow                                                                                       frame for a chaffinch


nearly there?                                                                                                                  Thank you Maia!

Winter walk

Seeing the world through the eyes of children is pure joy, especially when making the most of the Winter sunshine on a December weekend. I’m lucky to have this lovely walk from my housewalk1

this south facing hedge catching all of the warmth, with the oak trees still holding onto their leaves

My daughter and I took Miss E, Master R and Miss M for a lovely walk with their cousins big bro and little bro  Р5 grandchildren all together Рhappy Granny!

Ages ranging from 2 to 7 – precious! They all took little containers out with them to collect things to make a picture when we got back, and were delighted to find Oak Apple Galls. We never did get to make the picture as other things took over, but it was a fun focus for a while.

Grannyism: How to recognise an oak tree …….


An oak tree has a bark like an elephant’s skin and is all knees and elbows, accompanied with a demo of knees and elbows all bendy and and sticking out.

Spotting tracks:walk13

and we even flushed a couple of deer out of the bushes and watched them bound away bouncing over the maize stubble.


which the boys pulled up for a sword fight, whilst Miss E helped big bro’s little bro look for interesting things


and found some amazing fungi




just sitting there on the bare earth (Edit 30.Dec.14: just discovered that it is Orange Peel fungus and apparently edible although not tasty – I won’t be trying it – it is still there, saw it again yesterday)walk6

and masses of enormous mole hills, great for stamping on


all in a row following the lines of stubble


onto a track, then


a race to the top



when 2 year olds needed a ride


before turning for home


under the fairy archDSC_0239 DSC_0242


looking for Granny’s house in the distance

and home for hot chocolate – glorious!

November walk

I met up with some old school friends for a nostalgic wander down memory lane, a walk in the wilds of West Dorset and a delicious pub lunch at The Three Horseshoes, Powerstock.



we came across some acorn artp8 p9 p10

a voluptuous oak tree


deep wooded valleysp4

and walked a disused railway line


the smell of autumn in the air



West Dorset has a feeling of the land that time forgot and it is where my paternal ancestors come from. I most probably share DNA with the Iron Age inhabitants of the nearby Pilsdon Pen Рa cosy, rooted feeling.p2at the end of the walk the sun tried to squeeze through


Bliss. . . .