Clee-covered Cloud
There was a strange cloud stretching all the way from the edge of Ragleth Hill, across Ape Dale and Corve Dale to Brown Clee Hill. It was as if the …
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There was a strange cloud stretching all the way from the edge of Ragleth Hill, across Ape Dale and Corve Dale to Brown Clee Hill. It was as if the …
Although it was a little breezy through the woods this morning, I couldn’t help but notice how all the leaves on this tree all leant to the right, as if …
Where one sheep goes … others follow. It seems, just like me, walking is good for all who are seeking a mindful moment.
Spring is on its way. Rain-splattered petals dance in the breeze.
A rare mindful moment! Writers … actually doing some writing – lost in thought … lost in their minds?
It’s a cold, damp, dreary day today. The rain looks set for the whole day and I got soaked doing my walk. But perhaps the greyness of the clouds and …
A sharp frost overnight has changed the landscape. This morning, I passed this solitary leaf lying in a field, encased in frost. The patterns produced were wonderful.
Many thanks to Tracy Fells, for her kind words about The Positively Productive Writer and my feature in the February issue of Writing magazine, on her The Literary Pig blog.
It moves. Under the ice. Silently. Stealthily. While people walk by, completely oblivious.
Out near Knighton today, and just loved the way the River Teme takes a meandering sojourn through the valley.