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  1. Strange weather. It’s true that the hills were invisible in the fog bank. The sun was watery and pale. A rainstorm came and went. The road was a silver river and the air was fresh and clear. I’ve used a poem from Africa for the ALT. It tells of the same feelings I had in this nearby landscape on Skye. The image was taken by me last week. It is past the end of winter but spring isn’t really here yet. I dream.

    #strangeweather #isleofskyescotland #latewinter #poetryisuniversal #sometime

  2. Strange weather. It’s true that the hills were invisible in the fog bank. The sun was watery and pale. A rainstorm came and went. The road was a silver river and the air was fresh and clear. I’ve used a poem from Africa for the ALT. It tells of the same feelings I had in this nearby landscape on Skye. The image was taken by me last week. It is past the end of winter but spring isn’t really here yet. I dream.

    #strangeweather #isleofskyescotland #latewinter #poetryisuniversal #sometime

  3. Strange weather. It’s true that the hills were invisible in the fog bank. The sun was watery and pale. A rainstorm came and went. The road was a silver river and the air was fresh and clear. I’ve used a poem from Africa for the ALT. It tells of the same feelings I had in this nearby landscape on Skye. The image was taken by me last week. It is past the end of winter but spring isn’t really here yet. I dream.

    #strangeweather #isleofskyescotland #latewinter #poetryisuniversal #sometime

  4. Strange weather. It’s true that the hills were invisible in the fog bank. The sun was watery and pale. A rainstorm came and went. The road was a silver river and the air was fresh and clear. I’ve used a poem from Africa for the ALT. It tells of the same feelings I had in this nearby landscape on Skye. The image was taken by me last week. It is past the end of winter but spring isn’t really here yet. I dream.

    #strangeweather #isleofskyescotland #latewinter #poetryisuniversal #sometime

  5. Strange weather. It’s true that the hills were invisible in the fog bank. The sun was watery and pale. A rainstorm came and went. The road was a silver river and the air was fresh and clear. I’ve used a poem from Africa for the ALT. It tells of the same feelings I had in this nearby landscape on Skye. The image was taken by me last week. It is past the end of winter but spring isn’t really here yet. I dream.

    #strangeweather #isleofskyescotland #latewinter #poetryisuniversal #sometime

  6. One of my favorite photos -- taken on a visit back to my childhood home a few years ago. This watershed was my "playground" growing up, and I'm so happy to see it preserved for future generations.

    #FirstFridayArtWalk #Photography #LateWinter

  7. One of my favorite photos -- taken on a visit back to my childhood home a few years ago. This watershed was my "playground" growing up, and I'm so happy to see it preserved for future generations.

    #FirstFridayArtWalk #Photography #LateWinter

  8. One of my favorite photos -- taken on a visit back to my childhood home a few years ago. This watershed was my "playground" growing up, and I'm so happy to see it preserved for future generations.

    #FirstFridayArtWalk #Photography #LateWinter

  9. One of my favorite photos -- taken on a visit back to my childhood home a few years ago. This watershed was my "playground" growing up, and I'm so happy to see it preserved for future generations.

    #FirstFridayArtWalk #Photography #LateWinter

  10. One of my favorite photos -- taken on a visit back to my childhood home a few years ago. This watershed was my "playground" growing up, and I'm so happy to see it preserved for future generations.

    #FirstFridayArtWalk #Photography #LateWinter

  11. I like the colours here better.

    There's a spring under the rocks, normally hidden by brambles.

    The lack of boggy road speaks to how unusually dry it is, (still) even in winter after a week of rain. The water table still hasn't recovered.

    #landscape #LateWinter #nature #scenery

  12. I like the colours here better.

    There's a spring under the rocks, normally hidden by brambles.

    The lack of boggy road speaks to how unusually dry it is, (still) even in winter after a week of rain. The water table still hasn't recovered.

    #landscape #LateWinter #nature #scenery

  13. I like the colours here better.

    There's a spring under the rocks, normally hidden by brambles.

    The lack of boggy road speaks to how unusually dry it is, (still) even in winter after a week of rain. The water table still hasn't recovered.

    #landscape #LateWinter #nature #scenery

  14. I like the colours here better.

    There's a spring under the rocks, normally hidden by brambles.

    The lack of boggy road speaks to how unusually dry it is, (still) even in winter after a week of rain. The water table still hasn't recovered.

    #landscape #LateWinter #nature #scenery

  15. I like the colours here better.

    There's a spring under the rocks, normally hidden by brambles.

    The lack of boggy road speaks to how unusually dry it is, (still) even in winter after a week of rain. The water table still hasn't recovered.

    #landscape #LateWinter #nature #scenery

  16. This morning, first sighting of a pair of #ducks this year. They were familiar with the layout of the #garden and knew the facilities, #pond and birdfood, etc. I have no doubt that they have been here in previous years. They were a little wary of me still. They are perfectly wild and not used to humans. Will need time to get re-acquainted with me but it won't take them long. Eventually, they will let me get close and may come up to me.

    #MallardDucks #WildDucks #Wildlife #GardenWildlife #artistsgarden #ImperfectGarden #gardening #GardenPhotography #Artist #wolfkettler #GardenWiltshire #WiltshireGarden #Wiltshire #sustainable #LateWinter #natural #NaturalGarden #WildlifeFriendly #PlanetFriendly #ecology #climate #ClimateChange #conservation #sustainability
    @gardening

  17. This morning, first sighting of a pair of #ducks this year. They were familiar with the layout of the #garden and knew the facilities, #pond and birdfood, etc. I have no doubt that they have been here in previous years. They were a little wary of me still. They are perfectly wild and not used to humans. Will need time to get re-acquainted with me but it won't take them long. Eventually, they will let me get close and may come up to me.

    #MallardDucks #WildDucks #Wildlife #GardenWildlife #artistsgarden #ImperfectGarden #gardening #GardenPhotography #Artist #wolfkettler #GardenWiltshire #WiltshireGarden #Wiltshire #sustainable #LateWinter #natural #NaturalGarden #WildlifeFriendly #PlanetFriendly #ecology #climate #ClimateChange #conservation #sustainability
    @gardening

  18. This morning, first sighting of a pair of #ducks this year. They were familiar with the layout of the #garden and knew the facilities, #pond and birdfood, etc. I have no doubt that they have been here in previous years. They were a little wary of me still. They are perfectly wild and not used to humans. Will need time to get re-acquainted with me but it won't take them long. Eventually, they will let me get close and may come up to me.

    #MallardDucks #WildDucks #Wildlife #GardenWildlife #artistsgarden #ImperfectGarden #gardening #GardenPhotography #Artist #wolfkettler #GardenWiltshire #WiltshireGarden #Wiltshire #sustainable #LateWinter #natural #NaturalGarden #WildlifeFriendly #PlanetFriendly #ecology #climate #ClimateChange #conservation #sustainability
    @gardening

  19. This morning, first sighting of a pair of #ducks this year. They were familiar with the layout of the #garden and knew the facilities, #pond and birdfood, etc. I have no doubt that they have been here in previous years. They were a little wary of me still. They are perfectly wild and not used to humans. Will need time to get re-acquainted with me but it won't take them long. Eventually, they will let me get close and may come up to me.

    #MallardDucks #WildDucks #Wildlife #GardenWildlife #artistsgarden #ImperfectGarden #gardening #GardenPhotography #Artist #wolfkettler #GardenWiltshire #WiltshireGarden #Wiltshire #sustainable #LateWinter #natural #NaturalGarden #WildlifeFriendly #PlanetFriendly #ecology #climate #ClimateChange #conservation #sustainability
    @gardening

  20. This morning, first sighting of a pair of #ducks this year. They were familiar with the layout of the #garden and knew the facilities, #pond and birdfood, etc. I have no doubt that they have been here in previous years. They were a little wary of me still. They are perfectly wild and not used to humans. Will need time to get re-acquainted with me but it won't take them long. Eventually, they will let me get close and may come up to me.

    #MallardDucks #WildDucks #Wildlife #GardenWildlife #artistsgarden #ImperfectGarden #gardening #GardenPhotography #Artist #wolfkettler #GardenWiltshire #WiltshireGarden #Wiltshire #sustainable #LateWinter #natural #NaturalGarden #WildlifeFriendly #PlanetFriendly #ecology #climate #ClimateChange #conservation #sustainability
    @gardening

  21. Nipping wind,
    Looking east.
    Watery sky clawed by
    Twig tangle and crow call.
    Below me,
    Crows swim through
    The shimmer of branches.

    #nature #crows #water #LateWinter

  22. Nipping wind,
    Looking east.
    Watery sky clawed by
    Twig tangle and crow call.
    Below me,
    Crows swim through
    The shimmer of branches.

    #nature #crows #water #LateWinter

  23. Nipping wind,
    Looking east.
    Watery sky clawed by
    Twig tangle and crow call.
    Below me,
    Crows swim through
    The shimmer of branches.

    #nature #crows #water #LateWinter

  24. Nipping wind,
    Looking east.
    Watery sky clawed by
    Twig tangle and crow call.
    Below me,
    Crows swim through
    The shimmer of branches.

    #nature #crows #water #LateWinter

  25. Nipping wind,
    Looking east.
    Watery sky clawed by
    Twig tangle and crow call.
    Below me,
    Crows swim through
    The shimmer of branches.

    #nature #crows #water #LateWinter

  26. Many criticize following the Wheel of the Year, saying that it only represents a very small weather region around the world. But I think it is adaptable to where you live. For folks in the lower hemisphere, they have always flipped the meanings and did it their way.

    If the Wheel doesn't resonate with you, then by all means, forget about it. But for the rest of us, adapting the rituals, food, and celebrations to what is actually happening in the wild space you occupy can make it relevant and enjoyable.

    Imbolc is almost upon us. For my place in Canada, it occurs right after we have been tricked by January thaw into starting yard work and planning our gardens. Then, winter returns almost like clock work with plunging cold and more snow. But for me, Imbolc is like a faint promise of hope, the crisper sunshine, the longer evenings where the chickens daringly hold out to the last possible moment of dusk light before grudgingly turning into the safety of their coop.

    Any lambs born this week in my area would have a very hard time of it, no doubt. But our cellars and still rooms have honey, dried herbs, cheese, and canned goods from the sunshine of the previous summer. These all combine into luscious foods to celebrate the affirmation of the return of the sun and growth already started deep in the earth.

    So, I am making some quiche, planting some seeds and lighting some candles.

    #imbolc #Cailleach #Brigid #spring #LateWinter #ritual #celebration

  27. Many criticize following the Wheel of the Year, saying that it only represents a very small weather region around the world. But I think it is adaptable to where you live. For folks in the lower hemisphere, they have always flipped the meanings and did it their way.

    If the Wheel doesn't resonate with you, then by all means, forget about it. But for the rest of us, adapting the rituals, food, and celebrations to what is actually happening in the wild space you occupy can make it relevant and enjoyable.

    Imbolc is almost upon us. For my place in Canada, it occurs right after we have been tricked by January thaw into starting yard work and planning our gardens. Then, winter returns almost like clock work with plunging cold and more snow. But for me, Imbolc is like a faint promise of hope, the crisper sunshine, the longer evenings where the chickens daringly hold out to the last possible moment of dusk light before grudgingly turning into the safety of their coop.

    Any lambs born this week in my area would have a very hard time of it, no doubt. But our cellars and still rooms have honey, dried herbs, cheese, and canned goods from the sunshine of the previous summer. These all combine into luscious foods to celebrate the affirmation of the return of the sun and growth already started deep in the earth.

    So, I am making some quiche, planting some seeds and lighting some candles.

    #imbolc #Cailleach #Brigid #spring #LateWinter #ritual #celebration

  28. Many criticize following the Wheel of the Year, saying that it only represents a very small weather region around the world. But I think it is adaptable to where you live. For folks in the lower hemisphere, they have always flipped the meanings and did it their way.

    If the Wheel doesn't resonate with you, then by all means, forget about it. But for the rest of us, adapting the rituals, food, and celebrations to what is actually happening in the wild space you occupy can make it relevant and enjoyable.

    Imbolc is almost upon us. For my place in Canada, it occurs right after we have been tricked by January thaw into starting yard work and planning our gardens. Then, winter returns almost like clock work with plunging cold and more snow. But for me, Imbolc is like a faint promise of hope, the crisper sunshine, the longer evenings where the chickens daringly hold out to the last possible moment of dusk light before grudgingly turning into the safety of their coop.

    Any lambs born this week in my area would have a very hard time of it, no doubt. But our cellars and still rooms have honey, dried herbs, cheese, and canned goods from the sunshine of the previous summer. These all combine into luscious foods to celebrate the affirmation of the return of the sun and growth already started deep in the earth.

    So, I am making some quiche, planting some seeds and lighting some candles.

    #imbolc #Cailleach #Brigid #spring #LateWinter #ritual #celebration

  29. Many criticize following the Wheel of the Year, saying that it only represents a very small weather region around the world. But I think it is adaptable to where you live. For folks in the lower hemisphere, they have always flipped the meanings and did it their way.

    If the Wheel doesn't resonate with you, then by all means, forget about it. But for the rest of us, adapting the rituals, food, and celebrations to what is actually happening in the wild space you occupy can make it relevant and enjoyable.

    Imbolc is almost upon us. For my place in Canada, it occurs right after we have been tricked by January thaw into starting yard work and planning our gardens. Then, winter returns almost like clock work with plunging cold and more snow. But for me, Imbolc is like a faint promise of hope, the crisper sunshine, the longer evenings where the chickens daringly hold out to the last possible moment of dusk light before grudgingly turning into the safety of their coop.

    Any lambs born this week in my area would have a very hard time of it, no doubt. But our cellars and still rooms have honey, dried herbs, cheese, and canned goods from the sunshine of the previous summer. These all combine into luscious foods to celebrate the affirmation of the return of the sun and growth already started deep in the earth.

    So, I am making some quiche, planting some seeds and lighting some candles.

    #imbolc #Cailleach #Brigid #spring #LateWinter #ritual #celebration