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A year ago
We had a sprinkling of snow
Like caster sugar
Dusted on cakes
Or a shake of flour
On a rolling pin and board.
Or icing sugar
On tasty mincepies
Just a soupcon or two
Of white, powdery, crystals
Not today
It was just wet
And grey…
Green moss spreads over tree roots, a grass seed must have blown in or washed there. It’s nestled in a small pocket of soil in the hollow of two roots. Good to see green when the world is mainly grey and brown.
We were on a walk on a dry day, but moisture from the previous days rain had enhanced the luminous colour of the moss, it was almost lime green in contrast to the darker grass. A real hint of the coming Spring.
I only took the photo because I joined a moss appreciation group on Facebook. Along with other groups, it makes you look differently and more closely at the world.
14 years ago and we had heavy snow. On the night of 14 February 2010. The orange sodium streetlamps cast a reddish glow across the snow. Those lamps are now changed to white LED lights. Less energy used, less atmospheric lighting. No snow!
This has been the hottest February on record. Even in the alps and other mountains in the UK and Europe the amount of snow is 47% less than in previous years. Not good for skiers and winter sports.
This was on my Facebook memories today.
Hubby on a swing we found, at the edge of a field a couple of years ago on a country walk. Soon he was flying up to the sky! Luckily the rope didn’t give way.
When covid was going on we actually went walking more, getting away from the city and people, then when lock down ended we continued but with more friends. This was one of those occasions.
Later I stopped walking as much after badly pulling a muscle, but we were trying to get back into walking when I trapped my leg in the car door and that resulted in a wound that took months to heal. We were just getting back into walking when my hubbys health deteriorated and he passed away. The universe seems against me!
I think I need company to get back out again. I don’t like walking on my own, easier to hide.
Sweet boy
I see him smile
His eyes crinkle
His nose soft
White paws and socks
Whiskers bright
He loves me, is happy
No claws today
Except in the new chair
But I forgive
Purr…
Then grab a toy
And play!
I joined a moss appreciation group recently. I’ve taken a few photos but I’ve not come across anything as spectacular as some of the members post. You can just see a reddish orange cup shape in the bottom right quarter of this photo. I think its a type of fungus?
Here’s a closer look. Can you identify it?
I like the idea of eccentric groups of people adding information and images to the Internet. That’s what makes it interesting.
Like Macavity the Mystery cat, the poem by TS Elliot, he’s not there…. Or at least was so eager to greet me that he jumped down from his perch and stopped me getting a shot of him looking cute on the windowledge in front of various glass ornaments. Plus hubbys wizard figurine and two dying plants that I have seriously neglected recently.
I’m glad I have the cats, small, medium and large keeping me company. By turns cheeky and cute. They are just what I need when I’m feeling low, and I need them more than ever at the moment.
Old photo from a summer about four years ago. If ever there was a photo that could be turned into a painting I think this is it. Outside a school in Penkhull, Stoke-on-Trent.
Just a dandelion sprouting from a brick wall in Spode, Stoke-on-Trent. I took this a few years ago. I added it to the ‘Peeling Paint Appreciation Society’ page on Facebook. It’s got wonderful peeling paint photos that are right up my street…..
Where do you fit them?
Nooks and crannies
Squeeze in gaps
Force them onto shelves
Net them to prevent collapse.
Gabions of books
Insulating walls
A bookworm super highway
North to West, East to South
A myriad of subjects
Choose a favourite book!
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