I can hear your whisper and distant mutter. I can smell your damp on the breeze and in the sky I see the halo of your violence. Storm I know you are coming.” ― Robert Fanney The fields quivering, the skyline a grimace, At any second to bang and vanish with a… Continue reading THUNDERBOLT AND LIGHTNING
vantage point noun :a position or place that allows one a wide or favourable overall view of a scene or situation - Collins English Dictionary Custard Cottage is a great vantage point from which to view the circle of bird life and we feel so privileged to be able to witness the comings and… Continue reading VANTAGE POINT
Custard Cottage Chronicles – Well now. That’s the end of that!
“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love - that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one's very footsteps may not disturb the… Continue reading Custard Cottage Chronicles – Well now. That’s the end of that!
ALL IN THE LINE OF DUTY
There is a hope that a dog injects into every walk, more than a hope - an expectation, really - that this is going to be something wonderful. 'You'll see, says the dog, something great is going to happen- just you wait.'" ― John Zeaman, Dog Walks Man: A Six-Legged Odyssey One of the drawbacks… Continue reading ALL IN THE LINE OF DUTY
IT MAY BE CHRISTMAS BUT I AIN’T NO TURKEY…
“I used to date the lead singer of The Cranberries, but she cheated on me. Turns out she had some turkey on the side.” ― Jarod Kintz, It Occurred to Me The staccato cackling kek, kek, kek, kek, kaaaaaa ka ka ka of the Helmeted Guinea Fowl is for me, one of the distinctive sounds… Continue reading IT MAY BE CHRISTMAS BUT I AIN’T NO TURKEY…
THE GOLDFINCH – flippin’ good book on my shelf
Glint of brightness on a barely there chain. Patch of sunlight on a yellow wall. The loneliness that separates every living creature from every other living creature. Sorrow inseparable from joy. Because - what if that particular goldfinch (and it is very particular) had never been captured or born into captivity, displayed in some household… Continue reading THE GOLDFINCH – flippin’ good book on my shelf
PEACH BLOSSOMS+NAARTJIES = SPRING
“Is the spring coming?" he said. "What is it like?"... "It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine...” ― Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden Even though we only celebrate Spring day on the 1st of September in South Africa, the peach blossoms are blooming, daffodils are popping… Continue reading PEACH BLOSSOMS+NAARTJIES = SPRING
SUNDAY MORNING COLOURS
Color directly influences the soul. Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the hammers, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another purposively, to cause vibrations in the soul.” ― Wassily Kandinsky, Concerning the Spiritual in Art Autumn is visiting us here at… Continue reading SUNDAY MORNING COLOURS
Spring! Hooray! Happy Spring Day!
“She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: "Winter is dead.” ― A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young I know I've been quiet. Long time no write and all that. I've been in mourning. My computer died, R.I.P Toshiba. It has taken some time to get a… Continue reading Spring! Hooray! Happy Spring Day!