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Moss

moss

In Japan, moss is loved, even revered. I’ve often wondered why it doesn’t rate so highly in the UK. Look at this little example. Isn’t it exquisite?
I brought it home and set it in the flower pot next to my growing sunflower….

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follow me through the red window…..

red arrow

red path

falling

washed up

red dipper

two hearts

symmetry

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Mirror, mirror……who’s the fairest in the forest?

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Nature loves diversity. So should you.

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Mind the gap

This caught my eye in the lane at the end of my street the other morning.
As I look at it again now, I love the pattern of the leaves, and how the foreground frames the background, and it makes me aware how multi-layered our reality is, and how nice it is to slide your awareness from the leaves, to the light, to the trees in the distance, to the colours and the shadows, and the plants behind the plants, and it just stops me again and I breathe out a long, slow breath and I think “how absolutely amazing it is to be alive”

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sun sun sun

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cloud and hill

I swear the view from my window amazes me anew every single day. I mean, just look at THIS!
Goodness, what an amazing dance of water on the earth. I’ve never seen the clouds and mist caress the folds of the mountain like this.
Just beautiful

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Tokyo Station by night.

I’m amazed to watch the constant snaking in and out of the station of the long, long trains they have here in Japan. From the 32nd floor here it looks like a giant train set (if only I had a bank of remote controls!)
But as I gaze down on all this activity I wonder, not just at the mind boggling complexity of making it all run so smoothly, but I wonder where everyone is going?
We’re a busy species, aren’t we?
Weird, therefore, to sit in the hermetic almost-silence of a high rise hotel room, watching, but not hearing anything other than the raindrops hitting the glass, and the muffled murmurings of the trains like waves breaking on the shore, or a distant creature breathing…..

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plane view

When I turned fifty I celebrated with a flight in a hot air balloon.
Standing in that small basket, the intermittent roar and heat of a burner over my head, peering over the edge of the woven cane, entranced by the red earth of the Atlas mountains receding beneath my feet, was the strangest feeling.

Standing still as the world fell silently and effortlessly away below me.

That day changed my relationship with the planet.

Somehow, since then, I can be amazed by how still I can stand as the Earth spins and hurls through the seemingly almost empty solar system.

I remember that now as I squint out of the window of a plane to see only intense, bright, white light, which almost imperceptibly begins to sink away beneath me, revealing a blue sky above which deepens as it soars towards the heavens.
How do I feel so still, so whole, when below me is only white cloud which swirls, and thins, and disappears, revealing glimpses of the spinning Earth, and above me just the vast, deep, yet mostly empty sky?

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morning dew

I was recently reminded – “this is your last chance to enjoy today”

Here’s the morning dew on someone’s front lawn – beautiful, huh? Once you start to look for what sparkles, you can see it everywhere. I especially like the sparkles in children’s eyes.

Enjoy today – it won’t be back.

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