Hi Rev Mugo, beautiful photo’s from your time in Norfolk.
I definitely wish I was there. I tried the Lakes for a few days R&R last week and found myself stranded in gales and floods, but safe and dry witha plentiful supply of hot chocolate :o)
P.S – your post led me to wondering if you have ever encountered William Carlos Williams? An american modernist poet (and physician) of the 1920’s. I remember hearing The Red Wheelbarrow (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Red_Wheelbarrow) when quite young and it stuck for some reason.
Glad to be back at it again. I was really stuck for what to say on this first post after being away. Then I thought, ‘a post card’ and lots of them. It’s worked. And although I’ll not be back at Throssel until Thursday night hopefully I’ll keep posting. Thanks for the link to the poem. No I have not read Williams, interesting style though. Makes me have heart though. I have to say I just write what comes into my mind, tinker a bit and then leave it alone.
Good morning to you too Pete. I’m not sure how you managed to get this in your email. However if you have found a way to subscribe to ‘Jade’ and get it delivered into your email I’m interested to know more…
It was your mentioning the joys of being bare feet on the beach that had me walking for miles carrying my shoes and socks…and I’m glad I did that. Yes pleasant, but at this time of year a tad cold.
Lovely images of the seaside.
There is something about the ebb and flow of the tide and the very essence of the sea itself that gets through. Small wonder I paint so many sea pictures.
Love the colours on the last piece where the rust has tainted the wood.
Hi Rev Mugo, beautiful photo’s from your time in Norfolk.
I definitely wish I was there. I tried the Lakes for a few days R&R last week and found myself stranded in gales and floods, but safe and dry witha plentiful supply of hot chocolate :o)
In gassho. Kevin
Such wondrous glimpses
of the transient ever-changing
existence we participate in
the colours
the textures
tears in my eyes
~gassho~
The poem is very beautiful too.
thanks
Miles
P.S – your post led me to wondering if you have ever encountered William Carlos Williams? An american modernist poet (and physician) of the 1920’s. I remember hearing The Red Wheelbarrow (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Red_Wheelbarrow) when quite young and it stuck for some reason.
Glad to be back at it again. I was really stuck for what to say on this first post after being away. Then I thought, ‘a post card’ and lots of them. It’s worked. And although I’ll not be back at Throssel until Thursday night hopefully I’ll keep posting. Thanks for the link to the poem. No I have not read Williams, interesting style though. Makes me have heart though. I have to say I just write what comes into my mind, tinker a bit and then leave it alone.
Thanks good friend for leaving this poem. Great to know you are still there and still writing…
Glad you’re back. And your photos are gorgeous. The layers of color! The textures! The chiaroscuro! A sumptuous feast of light! Thank you.
Jade
Wow!
I have just opened my email, and this was the first one I saw!
How wonderful! Thank you very much, it has helped start my day well!
pete
Good morning to you too Pete. I’m not sure how you managed to get this in your email. However if you have found a way to subscribe to ‘Jade’ and get it delivered into your email I’m interested to know more…
Dan! Wow! Have a good winter.
I’ll publish that wonderful photo of you I have…if you give me your permission. And…chiaroscuro? Your education is showing.
Wonderful photos. Thank you.
Nic
How nice to see you back and that you brought sand and sun and wave and water with you!
there were a few days when I was able to walk on the sands of Norfolk, and one day to go on the ‘Broads’ too.
It was your mentioning the joys of being bare feet on the beach that had me walking for miles carrying my shoes and socks…and I’m glad I did that. Yes pleasant, but at this time of year a tad cold.
Lovely images of the seaside.
There is something about the ebb and flow of the tide and the very essence of the sea itself that gets through. Small wonder I paint so many sea pictures.
Love the colours on the last piece where the rust has tainted the wood.
Gassho
Norman
Such a beautiful gift, these words and images. Thank you.
(Thanks also for the pin. Arrived last week).
Michael