Jul
29
I am with the great blue,
the sun in the meadow flowers sing me this day,
i see them,
my feet,the sorrel,ant home,
in-finite universe,i dream you,see,
i have found me here in silence.
i am walking between bounderies,
the path is folded over,
i am no more in the painted chaos,
i am the silver glint out of the movement from a speckled trout,
i imbibe you wonder,wonderous,forever.
i am peace
and i feel peace on the coloured Afghan carpet that covers the cottage floor,
so i am peace.
Jul
29
The pebbles smooth to the touch,
the breeze,eazy,mellowed out on Nirvana sky,
only so many ways you can do a thing ,
n let it all go by,
no gods no words,
feels rich,
the texture inside,
so many people pass the blade of grass goodbye,
but its home see,its home.
Jul
22
All you touch and all you see
all your life will ever be.
Jun
25
as you can see.this propersition from gentry has me smiling,shes had half the beer ,now she wants bread as well.,but t come to ya house is pushing it,
Jun
19
no machines used here,just an aching back.
Jun
19
Jun
19
i love wild roses,they speak to me.
Jun
19
one corner of a gardenthat was just a shed and a grass slope 18 months ago,shifted tons of soil by hand to make these raised beds,moved the turf and created “this” which you cannot see ha ha ,but you will cos i am about to take another photo.
Jun
19
Jun
19
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