I want cold!

Posted on July 16, 2026 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged celcius, Chill, Climate, Cold, Earth, Heat, heatwave, Life, Rain, Snow, Tired, Weather, wildfires, Winter3 Comments

Winter, snow, rain

Memory of snow

Sitting here, I wish for a chill in the air. Yesterday was St Swithens day. They say if it rains during the day it will rain for another 40 days and nights… No chance of that…

The UK is suffering it’s 3rd heatwave in a couple of months and I’ve not been able to do anything. Temperatures have been over 35 degrees Celcius in some places. The world is definitely heating and water reservoirs are depleted.

Meanwhile we have politicians both here (conservatives and reform) and in the USA who want us to “drill baby drill”, seeing only short term gain and a lack of understanding of climate science. Now smoke from wildfires in Canada drifts on the wind southwards and the USA have been complaining!

Maybe hell will be on Earth after all, but the majority of the population do not deserve to suffer it.

Moss

Posted on February 7, 2026 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Branches, Depth of field, Focus, Life, lime green, Memory, Moss, Rain, Water, Weather, Winter2 Comments

Outside in the cold, I saw this moss on branches. The weather has been so wet this winter that I feel like I will see a fully formed Ark on the top of the local hill!

I love the acid green of the moss. And the reddish purples of the leaves on the ground. I wish the depth of field was less so the background was more blurred, but my mobile phone automatically seems to give the same values for foreground and background. There is probably a way of changing settings? I don’t know how?

Squirrel

Posted on January 25, 2026 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Apple tree, Autumn, bushy tail, Environment, Garden, grey squirrel, Life, Nature, red squirrel, Squirrel, View, Walnut, Winter1 Comment

Squirrel with bushy tail on my garden fence yesterday. Looking in the wrong direction, the squirrel had probably retrieved a walnut that it had cached in my plant pots in autumn. The tree he is sitting “in” is my apple tree which was laden with fruit last autumn.

It’s an American grey squirrel that were introduced to Britain in the 1800’s I think? They have pushed the indigenous Red Squirrels out, which now live in the far north of the UK and in small enclaves in wilder areas. Even so I love having them as guests in my garden. X

Shivering

Posted on January 20, 2026 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Blanket, Chill, Cold, drab, feeling, hugs, Life, Lonely, Memory, Poem, Poetry, Wind, WinterLeave a comment

Cold like a mountain top

The wind flows past the house

And sucks the warmth out

Through it’s drab walls.

I want to be hugged

Back into humanity

Blood running cold

Pulsing again.

I need to shelter

Enveloped in soft blankets

And sleep till spring….

Snow joke

Posted on January 5, 2026January 5, 2026 Posted in Cat, Memories, UncategorizedTagged Apple tree, below normal temperature, Cat, Cold, Fence, Freezing, Neighbour, Snow, Weather, Winter3 Comments

The snow stuck. The apple tree looks like it’s been in a winter storm. It’s bent over because the neighbours pushed it over to put a fence in. It’s actually fruiting more because the branches are horizontal now, I might clip out some of the more central branches to give it a bit of air.

The weather forecast is more snow later. The cats are going out in it although it’s been about 4 to 10 degrees Celcius lower than normal.

Snow!

Posted on January 4, 2026 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Cars, Cold, Freezing, January, Life, Memory, Quiet, reversing, Snow, Steep, Traffic, Weather, WinterLeave a comment

Snow is falling. The road is covered by it and since we live on a steep hill cars are coming up but doing three point turns because of it. I’ve seen at least 5 reversing lights through the front door window so far tonight. I think it was gritted during the initial snow fall, but they haven’t come back and it’s 11.45pm now.

It’s worrying because this is the main route ambulances take up to the hospital. We don’t get a lot of snow in the winter so I thought it was worth taking a photo. I hope it clears up soon. Another car just turned up the street then turned round and one crept down the hill very slowly. We just aren’t used to snow in this country.

Rose

Posted on January 1, 2026 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Contrast, last summer, Life, Memory, Photo, Pink, Poem, Poetry, Rose, Summer, Winter2 Comments

I wish it was Rose day

Summer scented

Whiffs wafting

In the bright sunlight.

No thought of winter

Or sadness

Or dark days

Just glorious beauty

High up

Entrancing

Captivating my soul.

The contrast

My life in shadow

Merry Christmas

Posted on December 24, 2025 Posted in Memories, Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Christmas, Digital drawing, Family, Friends, generous, Life, Memory, merry, Sketch, Take care, Thoughts, Time, Winter5 Comments

Not the best card I’ve ever drawn but I’m limited in what I can do because my computer needs setting up so I did a finger painting in Artrage and they edited it in something called Sketcher app.

I’ve donated to Parkinsons UK this year so I’ve not sent any cards.

I hope you all have a lovely time wherever you are and no matter what you celebrate or don’t.

Let’s hope for more peace and less war and conflict in the coming year. Try and do at least one kind or generous thing for someone in 2026. You don’t have to be boastful about it. Just try and care.

Kindest regards X

Missing fine weather

Posted on December 9, 2025 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Blue, breezes, Gales, Life, Rain, Sky, Spring, Storms, Summer, Weather, White, Wind, WinterLeave a comment

A few months after our driest summer in years we are constantly getting wet weather gales and storms. The rain gets through holes and doen chimneys and overflowing guttering.

I want brilliant white clouds floating in azure blue skies. Sunlight on my head and shoulders. Soft breezes, not howling gales. Scents and smells that lift the spirits, not mould and fungus.

So, the spring will come again. I hope to enjoy the rest of winter and then greet spring with open arms.

Quick Robin

Posted on November 5, 2025 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Bird, Christmas, fluffy, hopping, Life, Poem, Poetry, Robin, Snow, tracks, wild bird, Winter2 Comments

My paintbrush flittered quickly

Across the canvas

A blob of red and brown

A touch of white on a rotund belly

Fluffed up to keep out the cold.

An hour of painting

Green sprigs above

Snow below

Footprints trail

Sparse grass protrudes

Hop on the way

To Christmas.

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Winter