Ruby’s Snow Song 💜

Silently the the white stuff fell

It called to me, it did compel.

All night the quiet, white spread

As I lay snoozing in my bed.

Finally I could wait no more

I got my humans up for sure.

Out into the snow white yonder

The landscape fill my head with wonder.

Off across the field I scurried

All around the white stuff flurried.

I danced and pranced all around

My ball with me new youth I found.

Playing about just like a puppy

Then home for breakfast, I am so lucky.

K’Lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge. Sharpest Images.

This is my entry for K’Lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge #CosPhoChal.

K’lee set the theme for this week’s instalment of K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challengeand he picked a good one, too; The sharpest image.

I looked around the house and came up with the obvious, sharp kitchen knives.

Below that Ruby looking sharp in her winter equafleece.

Then a sharp image from my Cumbrian Trip back in November.

Then beautiful sharp colouring pencils all sharpened.

Below again very sharp weapons at Warwick Castle , were I attended a wedding a few years back.

Above we have sharp eyelashes on a VW, I spotted this in a local carpark. If you look closely you can see a sharp little face on the wing mirror cover.

Looking sharp a Birthday cake from a party I was at yesterday. Not only are there short shards of chocolate on the cake it was also a lemon drizzle cake so it tasted sharp 😁

Finally a photo my son sent to us from Cambodia, a temple with sharp points against the the sky.
Don’t forget to check out K’Lee and Dale’s offerings 💜.

Wordless Wednesday . On Reflection.

K’Lee’s and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge. Blurry.

This blurry post is in honour of K’Lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge AKA as #CosPhoChal

K’Lee’s post will appear here soon.

This week the theme is Blurry and is brought to us kindly by Dale.

So below we have two blurred short from an early morning trip to the gym, via the Church Yard.

Below,a snow scene all edges blurred and a family shot all blurry, mixed and mingled.

Above some blurry out of focus Llamas from Cumbria and finally a really blurred drunken Christmas Tree From Mexico.

Have a great week everyone 💜💜💜

Wordless Wednesday. Fairies in my Bathroom.

JusJoJan 2019 Daily Prompt – Jan. 10th Sunrise.

Our prompt for JusJoJan 2019, January 10th is brought to you by Toortsie! Click here to find her last post and say hi while you’re there! Toortsie’s word for our prompt today is “Sunrise.” Use it anywhere in your post or make it the theme of your post. Have fun!

I have used Imogen Heap’s video of Xizi because it encapsulates Sunrise.

Sunrise

Oh! glory greets the dawn

Gold, and blue colours born.

A ring of stones ages old

Awaits the Sunrise shrouded in cold.

We stand expectant hand in hand

We lean the lessons from the land.

Chanting words we close our eyes

Joining with companions and strangers we send our message to the skies.

In early December I was on a course with The Silent Eye. On the last day of the course we were up before Sunrise to drive a short distance from our guests house to Castlerigg.

We arrived at the stone circle shortly before dawn. Although it was freezing I was buzzing and warm. I was excited to greet the new day, I felt electric.

We were eight but we were not alone. There were three men there dressed for hill walking and wrapped up well. We spoke with them and they seemed like kindred spirits.

In my mind I christened them “Hobbits”, only because they seemed so at one with the surroundings and on a quest too.

There were also two young women tourists taking photos. They were a little bemused by us.

As Sunrise grew closer we invited the Hobbits to join us in our circle to join hands and greet the dawn. They did so willingly saying they were always glad to join a circle.

As we greeted the sunrise we chanted holding hands with companions and strangers. I felt an inner warmth filling my while being.

As we left I thanked the Hobbits for their company, they said they had been happy to share the moment with us and that our paths would definitely cross again.

One our way back to our breakfast we saw the sunrise in all its glory.

We did return to Castlerigg stone circle later that morning to finish the course. It is a stunning place.

Strangely Sue mentioned that she and Stuart had returned to the same circle at sun set and had met the three gentlemen again (my Hobbits) so they had indeed crossed paths once more.

More thoughts from The Silent Eye‘s : The Full Circle : Finding your way home, weekend in Cumbria. For Just Jot it January.
#jusjojan

Wordless Wednesday. Ball please Ruby.

K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge. Upsidedown.

It’s a long time since I have felt able to join in with K’Lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge. This week it is Dale’s choice of prompt which is upsidedown.

Don’t forget to check out K’Lee’s post later.

I gave this some thought over the weekend and nothing struck me as right. Then this morning from the corner of my eye I saw the reflections in my kitchen worktops and hob, they were upsidedown! Inspiration had struck and I had my #CosPhoChal.

Happy New Year to you all 💜

Wordless Wednesday.

Little Meg.

If you read Sue Vincent’s post Full Circle: Spiral Dance.

You will learn a great deal from her knowledge. I can’t match that wealth of knowledge but I can tell you what I experienced.

Little Meg

Permission sought from those who went before. We entered the field following the line of the hedge to avoid the deep mud. Again I felt the rush and crush of those who had had passed this way before.

We enter with respect

Our thoughts circumspect

Seeking out the our inner seed

We call them out, our souls to feed.

Again we join in Meditation

We assend to to space

Looking down on Gia’s creation

The light that fills me makes me warm

I am reluctant to return

I want to see forever, to fly and burn.

This photo is From Sue Vincent’s blog

More thoughts from The Silent Eye‘s : The Full Circle : Finding your way home, weekend in Cumbria.

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