Snow is quite unusual here on the South Coast. Today gave us a smattering of the white stuff! Sadly, so little that it didn’t make a decent picture. So I’ve gone back to another snowy surprise- 1988 in the lovely town of Wirksworth in the Peak District. What started as a little scattering grew overnight- … More Snow… Look, See, Pray
Going out with a bang- a cherry tree exhibiting a last blast of intense colour before the winds strip the branches bare. So striking, it looked more like a curtain of fire than leaves. The season is changing quickly. There is a temptation to try and carry on as if minor things like weather and … More A Curtain of Flame- Look, See, Pray
Without the frost, these remnants of summer would have passed away unremarked. No-one would take their picture. It is in and through the freezing that the beauty emerges. … More Beauty through Hardship- Look, See, Pray
Lord God of Icicle and Sun, I would like to avoid the unpleasant parts of life. The storms, the freezing, the gales. But I can’t. Please, therefore, take a Hand in my life; if I must be frozen, make me a sight of beauty. … More Iced – Look, See, Pray
One of those rare January days where a pale blue sky stands as backdrop to leafless trees, and the cool sunlight encourages the first shoots of wheat to break surface, tiny ribbons of emerald glistening against the rich dark loam. … More First Shoots- Look, See, Pray
I had taken note that the frost had turned the garden into an art gallery. Frost edged leaves, even a lonely ice-glazed rose, and diamond-decorated berries. Beautiful in a wistful way. … More A Time for Everything- Look, See, Pray
It’s snowy again! Back in the days of the Old Testament, a guy with a long name and big faith wrote a short book. It’s still worth reading. … More Changing Moods- Look, See, Pray
I have a love-hate relationship with winter. Good bits, like sparkling frosty mornings, and bad bits like short days and gloomy weather.
Over the years I have discovered a link between winter and my own spirituality. … More Winter Weariness – Look, See, Pray
The last few leaves remaining on the beech tree. A few survived the autumnal cull, a few more clung on through the frostiest nights… but now it is all over bar the final flutter.
New buds and shoots are forming in the longer light and warmer airs. They will put fresh pressure on old joints, and the “old guard” are already colourfully crisp and comatose. Out with the old, and in with the new! … More Last Rites of Winter? Look, See, Pray
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