Clearing the mind and sliding in to that created space, a web of waters streaming over rocks, air misty but not raining, seeing this land from a boat on a lake or a broad slow river, coasting by.
Saturday, July 4, 2020
Thursday, July 2, 2020
Finding old blogs, this from 2010, Pat mentioned 'meditation' this morning, and to be honest I always need to be doing something, so my acts of meditation were in fact those long walks round places like Avebury, Wayland Smithy long barrow, West Kennet Barrow, I could go on. Wandering amongst the stones of the past is a meditation.
From my walk yesterday, I bought home the barred brown feather of a hawk and some wild oat grass I think, as the grasses and the red flowers of the docks are at their best alongside the pale pink of the mallows...
ChalkA memorial of its origins, chalk in barns and churches
moulders in rain and damp;petrified creatures swim
in its depths.
It is domestic, with the homeliness of an ancient
hearth exposed to the weather, pale with the ash of
countless primeval fires. Here the plough grates on an
urnfield, the green plover stands with crest erect on
a royal mound.
Chalk is the moon's stone; the skeleton is native to its
soil. It looks anaemic, but has submerged the type-sites
of successive cultures. Stone, bronze, iron; all are assimilated to
and the hill-forts follow its curves.
These, surely, are the works of giants; temples
re-dedicated to the sky-god, spires fashioned for the
lords of bowmen;
Spoils of the worn idol, squat Venus of the mines.
Druids leave their shops in the midsummer solstice;
neophytes tread an antic measure to the antlered god.
Men who trespass are soon absorbed, horns laid beside
them in the ground. The burnt-out tank waits beside
The god is a graffito carved on the belly of the chalk,
his savage gesture subdued by the stuff of his creation.
He is taken up like a gaunt white doll by the round hills,
wrapped around by the long pale hair of the fields.
Wednesday, July 1, 2020
Sunday, June 28, 2020
Saturday, June 27, 2020
Friday, June 26, 2020
Thursday, June 25, 2020
I grew these from seed last year, only a couple have appeared this year self sown but they are a lovely colour. Called Malva Sylvestris Mauritania (Mystic Merlin) or French mallow, a bit of a mouthful.
Wednesday, June 24, 2020
"Most observers believe that much deeper changes are needed. “The whole system is built on using low-paid, badly exploited workers,” said James Ritchie of the International Union of Food Workers . “They may be charged excessive rent for their accommodation, or for transport from east Europe. It is dirty and dangerous work, and most people don’t want to do it. So companies have to go looking for people who are prepared to do it and put up with the wages.”
Gosh I am depressing myself, outside a myriad flowers exclaim the wonders of the natural world, Lucy is having one of her hysterical moments, she has locked herself in the bathroom - life is normal. So let us change the subject.
Stonehenge and Durrington Walls; You have heard of Stonehenge but may be not of Durrington Walls, a large Neolithic settlement not too far from the great circle but famed for the quantities of feasting material found on site. Cattle were driven down from Scotland and people from around the area gathered together and built this 'township' and the various stages of the circle. Some are beginning to wonder if not Stonehenge is a great religious centre, after all with all the barrows around it it could be called a necropolis.
Well the news is that a large circular area has been marked around Durrington with deep shafts. Archaeology often explains things in terms of death and ritual, so what are the shafts for? Later shafts in Iron Age have layers of offering such as birds but coring of the shafts have only revealed worked flint and bones.
"Coring of the shafts has provided crucial radiocarbon dates to more than 4,500 years ago, making the boundary contemporary with both Stonehenge and Durrington Walls. The boundary also appears to have been laid out to include an earlier prehistoric monument, the Larkhill causewayed enclosure, built more than 1,500 years before the henge at Durrington."
4500 years ago, people were gathering, as they do today, for feasting, maybe beer, they were coming together to build a prehistoric cathedral as well. They spread their genes as well as their viruses, I like to think that humanity does not change. The state today is letting us out to pubs, restaurants, hairdressers, etc to enjoy life, well that Neolithic crowd had fun as well.
You will note that there was a small circle called Woodhenge, well there is a burial under a stone cairn there of a three year old, somethings echo down through the ages...........
|Woodhenge. The wooden posts are replaced by concrete markers|
|Grave of the child|
Tomb of the unknown child essay by Professor Howard Williams
Monday, June 22, 2020
|A contrast too far. I think the marigolds are 'Art shades' the cranesbill has the striking lines leading to the nectar for the bees.|
|White tailed bee, the main bee in the garden at the moment|
|White mallow though there is a lot of pink mallow in the rose bed|
Sunday, June 21, 2020
Today I have been low but thanks to Jill Chandler this music cheered me up. The Circle of Life from The Lion King.
Saturday, June 20, 2020
Friday, June 19, 2020
Thursday, June 18, 2020
|The complicated beauty of honeysuckle, Nigel wants to take cuttings to grow through his hedge, it always reminds me of the wild honeysuckle in Solva|
|Can you see the mouse? Mouseman has been here at our church.|
|The elegant capitals in the museum|
|York in 2017|
Wednesday, June 17, 2020
Sunday, June 14, 2020
|Carl Sagan. Is it happening?|
|You have to believe in better things and not be cynical|
|The cat just debating whether he is there or not..|
A virtual artist friend has just put one of her posters on Facebook to cheer people up after the troubles in London yesterday, the far right can surely show the worst of human nature. Jane Tomlinson paints almost non-stop, and is probably the only person who has painted the 'Shipping Forecast' coast line.
And probably the only thing that has cheered me up today!
Saturday, June 13, 2020
|Happy birthday Lillie|