A tiny moment of wildflower wonder, in the midst of a patch of waste ground.
The landscapes of heather, inspired by MacDiarmid.
cold April wind – a daffodil curls back into itself
Maybe it’s foolish to share photographs of flowers – but the snowdrops are so lovely, it’s impossible not to.
The return of the snowdrops, and the wild desire to notice, watch, and take their photograph.
sunlight on water the slow turn of a lotus flower Even in the hills, the pure stickiness of this afternoon: a trickle of sweat, so many clouds of flies, the pool at the centre of the garden the splashing of a blackbird. Samye Ling, August 2013
tiny points of spring
on the pink swelling blackthorn
such a miracle
to place your feet on the earth
and know the blossom will come
A captured moment of wonder, exploring the limestone pools where the flowers will bloom, in the Burren.
The joy of walking in the Lowther hills, and watching the wildflowers there.
A poem in praise of the Scottish thistle.