Tuesday 25 August 2015

14th June 2015


Rhythms within us, in movement around us and in the patterns in nature..
&
Wild flowers..
Poem: Perspective without any point in which it might vanish
by Jane Hirshfield from her book The Beauty.
Each dil picked one flower as long as there were many, to bring to the Barn after our hour amongst the flowers. Flowers chosen were common sorrel (male & female), yellow rattle, red campion, oxeye daisy. Using The Observer Book of Wild Flowers 1965
















May 9th 2015

May 9th 2015

Jo's words:
Contemplating bereavement.
DiL at Mwnt and the Witches Cauldron, Pembrokeshire. Wales.
In memory of Laura’s Dad and in celebration of wild flowers.