The Book Of Time

The Book Of Time

Every now and then, when the mood to be deep and meaningful strikes me, I contemplate the impermanence of it all. All that exists is born, grows, decays and dies – and as a human (frail – especially as you age, and mortal – short-lived at that)...
Sainted Writers

Sainted Writers

It looks like any church window – except it’s not in a church. And the names and characters depicted are not apostles or saints – but writers. In the top left, Homer. Below him, Chaucer. Bottom left, Shakespeare. On the right: Dante, Milton and...
Weekend Plans

Weekend Plans

Some chow, some company, a good book or two… What’s not to like? Or is it a missing person’s case… where is the owner? All depends on which eyes look at the same picture, I guess. Spotted from the deck of our much larger vessel as we moved up a...
Sun And Chimneys

Sun And Chimneys

The day’s last rays showcase the chimneys and rooflines of grand old mansions… reminding me that life is in the details; in the close ups, but seldom the object of the focus… rather, some exquisite detail on the side, barely noticed, hidden in plain...
Another Miracle

Another Miracle

I know, I know, two photos in a row… but last night, just before bed, my partner showed me this double rainbow right outside our window. Summer Solstice here in the Northern Hemisphere (finally the timings and seasons are the right way around). Just another...