November 11, 2013

Lest we forget!

 

the larks still bravely singing fly

 

 

 

 

   

Veteran's Memorial Park, Langford

 

Autumn Hymns of the Morning Warrior

There is something quite magical and mysterious in the early hours of morning and especially when the fog has crept in which it has these last weeks. To wake up to the sound of fog horns on the harbour and see the ghostly outlines of trees and houses always inspires me to grab the camera and head out toward the water or the woods. It's a quest to follow a sunbeam path that splits the mist into glowing ribbons amongst the trees or to listen to the nuances of a bird melody and the symphonies of hidden places.

 

walking  to School

 

To be true to oneself and to others is not always easy.  I almost always try to think outside the box (out in the ethers!) which has at times isolated me but has also brought me some wonderful friends and encounters from the universe. I will stop to hear the singing on the wind but there have been times that the path has taken me to a dead end too. It's important not to lose heart -and as Castaneda said "we can make ourselves happy or we can make ourselves  miserable- the amount of work is the same!"

 

“In a world where death is the hunter, my friend, there is no time for regrets or doubts. There is only time for decisions.” from the Journey to Ixtlan

  

early one morning

 

 

 Portage Park

 

 Misty path

 downy woodpecker

Halloween and Samhain Oct 31, 2013

  Dead Alice says come in, with Brian, as Fire for fiddle, the fiend from the fell

 

Forest of dreams

  

 Night Bird by Deep Forest

 

Because I often think of my photos more as visions or stories

Blessed Be:

 


The path of the windfall light



and sacred groves and spaces

coloured version on sacred spaces



 

A night in the forest

 

The Blasted Heath,

Gwalchmai didn't realize but in Elveron it was always late summer and always twilight

 

 

The hunters of dreams

 

 

 

and the totally fanciful

upon a time in a nebula far far away

 

you need a really good telescope to see this one. (some non released images from Hubble-I hope!)

 

and some photos along View Royal

a safe cove

splendid moonrise

 

 

 link to farewell to summer 

 

 

the summer garden bids farewell

The last of the summer wine 

I only caught the last few days of summer in my home town as I was away visiting and  travelling for the last month. Trying to readjust to every day life again has not been easy as my heart is still lingering in the Highlands of Scotland and in Glendalough, Ireland. It was a marvellous heart felt journey that continues to beckon on the horizon of my dreams both waking and sleeping, where our feet are still walking down the path to the glen and to the fairy grove of Ballyalban.
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We have beauty too here in the Pacific Northwest.

On the Selkirk Waterway the last rays of the sun this last weekend and

children's  joyful spontaneity just before the fog crept in "on little cat feet"

 

 

 

 



in the Sorcerer's garden a fairy sadly says goodbye to the fading summer flowers

 

 Catching the gold of a September sunset on Thetis Cove

 

At the Westbay Marina Docks, a glorious evening

 

grey dreams on grey days

Willows Beach

 

 

  In the light of early morning

and by the train tracks the jewels of the weavers