
Behind the glass
Beyond the tree
And house of brick
Lies the hill.
Behind that hill
And valley wide
Sits the horizon
Where the sun rides.
It sinks below
And it’s last rays
Illuminates
A golden glow
On the glass
In brilliant ways.
New paintings and regular art updates.
Behind the glass
Beyond the tree
And house of brick
Lies the hill.
Behind that hill
And valley wide
Sits the horizon
Where the sun rides.
It sinks below
And it’s last rays
Illuminates
A golden glow
On the glass
In brilliant ways.
One day I want to see
Shimmering Northern lights
Lighting up the sky
The Aurora Borealis, bright.
Green or red or white…
Different colours, different elements
Curtains of particles
Flying on Earth’s magnetic field
Falling to land at the poles
Glowing glory
Suns power manifested in air
My bucket list wish.
Seen in England last week
But hidden by clouds….
I saw the sky this evening
Turned bloody orange
As if on fire
Light streaming through
Branches and trees
Illuminating a landscape
Still dry from lack of rain.
The hedge behind us
Was split by the light
A shaft of red and gold
For telling bright weather
And clear skies
And stars
For the night ahead…..
Dawn, and a streetlight shines through the branches of our willow tree. Frost and snow festoon the twigs, but it will soon drip away and disappear. The Holly tree underneath the willow is a refuge for small birds that roost in it and try and keep warm under its glossy leaves, later in the year they will be building their nests. Today we saw a Robin on the bird table.
The light is greyish white, with a touch of yellow. The sun has hidden behind the clouds. The forecast is for a sunny day, but its still possible that there will be more snow showers. Nothing much to write about, but I do love a bit of snow.
When the sum rose this morning it was on the shortest day of the year. Now the days up here in the Northern Hemisphere will slowly start to lengthen again. At first at a minute or two a day, but gradually a few more minutes around spring time. Then as the Summer solstice approaches the number of minutes slows down. Finally after that the process goes into reverse and the days begin to wane again. So the great cycle of light and dark tumbles along North and South. Only on the equator are day and night lengths balanced out. The cause? Earth is tipped at an angle, so for six months of the year one half of the planet gets more light than the other (which also proves the Earth is a globe).
Happy Solstice everyone!
My sun has gone out
The moon has split in half
My world is darkened
The loss of a relative
Guts your soul
Don’t scream
Don’t cry
Hold it together
For you
For everyone else
But it’s hard to take.
Flaking paint scatters
Like dry blue snow
Bubbled by sunight
A patch of metal on show
So scrape off the old
And paint on the new
Go on, be bold
Then damp as the dew
Paint the wall gold
A liquid will run
Until it solidifies
In the hot sun.
If the cat comes in wet, it’s raining, dry and hot, it’s sunny. If he’s white coloured and cold fur it’s snowing, frosty or hailing. If you can’t see him it’s foggy. If he’s got muddy paws, then there’s a flood. Cats can be weather vanes. If his tail is fluffed up there’s lightning. If his tail is stuck out backwards it’s a force nine gale.
Thankfully he’s never been caught in a hurricane or a tornado. I would not wish that on him. Goodness knows what he would look like then! ❤️
What is Above? Is it only sky? I have a prompt to draw for and I’m trying to think what to do. I can start with tree branches or tall buildings towering over me. They reach up above me. Basically as I’m short anything above 5ft 6 inches is above me, so that includes kitchen cupboards! Upstairs? That too….
Then the blue sky and clouds are above us. The clouds could be white and fluffy or dark and threatening rain…but mountains can also tower above us. Even hills. The Blackpool tower?
Follow that with planes, satellites, space stations….
Asteroids, meteors, comets, planets, the moon, the sun, stars, the Oort cloud, cosmic rays, the milky way, galaxies, the universe.
I’m starting to feel rather small….
Sunset haze in Cornwall
Moon flys above
Silver glow over pink and purple
Fields are green and lush
Tides grow as moon and sun pull
Gravity from one direction
Water bulges
Seas rise and then subside.
Crepuscular light
Before the night.