A foxglove holding on, despite the onset of winter
Moss holding on
Me, taking a photo, holding on - it's a steep slope down to the bottom of the garden!
Is it the remains of a bee's nest? It's definitely holding on.
The summer residence holding on, waiting for a lick of paint
Drops of water holding on, until I walk by then they land down the back of my neck
Clouds holding on
A snail holding on
Seaweed holding on - waiting for the tide to turn
I come in here and hold on, waiting for the rain to stop. I stand under the shelter of trees listening to the roar of water as it thunders down to meet the loch.
I love coming to this part of the lochside. It's secretive and tumble down. Time stands still here. It's overgrown and haphazard and even though I can hear the nearby rush of water the place is still, and cloaked in silence.
9 comments:
Love the soft focus on the first Loch view....I have some filters somewhere for that job.
Those pictures are stunning and love your theme of holding on.
It looks so peaceful and I can see why it is worth fighting through the undergrowth.
Sarah x
Always a mini-retreat, coming to your blog. I think it should be prescribed for anyone suffering from urban stress......
Such a beautiful place to walk. Your photography is fantastic.
Wonderful photos - I felt as if I was walking with you!
Beautiful pictures, truly made my day. Never seen a barnacle on a snail before! Keep holding on.....
Fee
Fee,
I'm happy I helped to make your day. The snail was down on the shore - a sea snail perhaps.Barnacles cling to every possible surface down by the edge of the sea.
Beautiful. A poem in words and wonderful photographs.
That bee's nest is quite stunning. I've never seen anything like it. It could be an Installation! I could hear that water rushing. You have the most amazing scenery at the bottom of your garden.
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