Friends of the Glen gathered under a blue sky we walked and halted in sunny spots cool spots and midge infested spots, we met William a man who had been lifted out of the Glen River as a boy by the hand of God, the river was wider and deeper then and the North BankContinue reading “Solstice”
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Merry Christmas
The Fire Station lights in conversation with the bright fairy lights of Gorse, so merrily they interact in winter leading to the shortest day, as in summer when one calls to the other on the nights leading up to St John’s Bonna Night and the burnings of summer solstice with other lights – sky/water/city/railings/trees ~
Under The Oak
Lisa came with an envelope today and inside were some rounds, we sang together under the oak, in the damp air sounding the gloaming
home for ducks
Among the bull rushes an invitation to enter, a watery shelter, or a trap – a tent has flown in and arrived out of place, harbouring… flying tents one way to get around… when the summer has the magic carpet
Fleischmann House
The composer, Aloys Fleischmann, lived with his family in the Glen, the ballet school would come and dance here, one of the walkers remembers dancing by the well, another Glen walker has cleared back the ivy from what may be all that remains of the Fleischmann residence
Comanche George
I met a beautiful horse and his shy rider today, having a bathe in the icy water to keep the moths from his hoofs, we chatted a while by the bridge where the water is clearest and I was allowed to take some photos of Comanche but then asked to delete them, people don’t likeContinue reading “Comanche George”
Sunview East
This is the way I access the Glen….. This sign is not just weathered, it’s weather – the traces are active – I feel the clouds moving, the growth charged and torn and the faintest hint of an old language merging with the surface – it’s the way in with a ray of light
ancient plant
More than 30 thousand years ago a squirrel stashed her winter nuts in a burrow. For some reason the cache of more than 600 thousand fruits and seeds became inaccessible – buried perhaps, or flooded. The whole burrow, at the tundra’s edge, froze immediately and remained in the permafrost for millennia. This ancient larder wasContinue reading “ancient plant”
Utmarken winterwait
Back to open sky as leaves shifts and melts to ground. Collecting seeds Towards you Towards spring Towards light Towards utmarken I trace I make traces
gorse
I love the way this image bursts open on the page – its so starry and clearly a “five” from – a pentagon/pentangle – I wonder if this is accidental or if it invites us into the growth pattern of gorse… must find out…. https://www.gardenista.com/posts/gardening-101-gorse/ I have been surprised by the popping of gorse andContinue reading “gorse”