George, guardian of Morris Lane Well, that’s the name I give the lovely long-haired ginger cat which is always either lying on the ground, having a snooze, or lying on the brick wall, having a snooze, or walking up and down. He always comes to greet me – probably does that to everyone who passes… Read More The ginger cat of Morris Lane
Late spring, early summer, a lovely time of year to be out walking and taking photos. I am spoilt by the beautiful Wiltshire landscape which surrounds me. What a colourful world: the newly-chalked white horse on the Cherhill downs demands attention; the patchwork fields of the yellow oil-seed rape against green grass, dazzle the eye;… Read More A shadow of myself (with audio)
What have you been doing to cheer yourself up this wintry season?
‘The world must be made safe for democracy. Its peace must be planted upon the tested foundations of political liberty. We have no selfish ends to serve. We desire no conquest, no dominion. We seek no indemnities for ourselves, no material compensation for the sacrifices we shall freely make.’ Woodrow Wilson, on the State of… Read More The Winds and Words of War
D is for … disaster, dragon, dissertation, dysphasia, diamorphine (I’ve just finished reading Blitzed: Drugs in Nazi Germany by Norman Ohler – excellent book), dynamite, dachsund, drizzle, dribble, details and design. Let’s go with the last two. It’s the attention to details in any work of art that distinguishes it from the run of the… Read More D is for… Pt 2
7/12/10 Crystal Magic Hoar frost has transformed the countryside into a beautiful world of sparkling white crystals. I stopped to take pictures near Beckhampton Stables looking across the downs where the horses exercise in the runs. If there were any there, they were lost in the early morning mist. 6/12/10 Call this cold weather I’m… Read More 2010: a year of Cranford, croissants, dogs, D’Arcy, knitting, finding missing persons & much more