Omm merge with the target, the wind, the subtle, miraculous beauty of the entire universe… Guffaws always help! A brilliant crimbo pressie I ‘got for my sis’.. remarkably satisfying the thwack when you occasionally hit the target… in this case my pink flamingo boxer shorts hanging up 20 feet away
Happy Solstice… Radiant colours n contours of the sun… On my way to singing…. Almost took a snap of the despondency earlier, low down, as cars hurtled thru puddles, past the bus stop, midst the gloom, but I was too splash soaked to be bothered
Yes I know many of you would have voted for a puddle with panache, on these the brief days when the serpent swallows the sun. But hey! Colour daub hope
Rain-shine. winters afternoon atop the cliffs, swoon yearning opalescence of the cloud kingdom above, a small boat below… the dark featheriness of a rain squall out on the ocean, yet also light swarms through a gap in the clouds, sparkle tantalises on the sea
pleasantly yin and yang…. yeah, tho but a slightly duff phone pic… reminds me of Manley-Hopkins God’s Grandeur ‘It will flame out, like shining from shook foil’.. lines in which i can synaesthesia see the metallic rattle… gotta love the pomp of British Romanticism!
Granular Universe, mottled of texture, all things arise, come into being, blossom, then fade… Swayambhunath, the amazing temple in Kathmandu, it’s name apparently means ‘Self Arisen’, a sacred flame lotus rising up out of the eternal lake
these the slightly woolly mammoth muddled thoughts which help me sleep at night… best not to focus… totally gutted by the election result. obvs
a rare and unexpected day of utter idleness… a spot of light dusting, followed by lolloping around in sloth and lassitude… what these days of darkness require… wishing ya all a genteel and mellow Sunday x