melancholy & wonder

catching up with the end of last year - the second image is called Christmas lights through tears, many readings are possible!

obscuring or seeking?

SEPTEMBER 17

Soft still
fragrant autumn day
a sinking bonfire in the middle of town

Huge apples
Hanging
black spotted sycamore leaves crunch under foot
a pigeon calls and jackdaw and rook

Always jacadaw and rook

Gentle air to cushion my rushing, to fold in
a thick blanket of red over each hawthorn tree
Light grey sky veiling the sun all day
a tiny triangle gap lets a late beam onto Carningli
Take me into winter darkness

May Day

A swift above the garden, one seen last night a mile or so away. Garden warblers and blackcaps in constant song. Do they do nothing else? Will they help build a nest? The St. John's flies are out and about in the dark dangling flight, and may-bugs have hurled their whirring bodies at the window in the night.

In whatsoever condition I find myself therewith to be content. Philippians 4:11

art thou in the darkness? mind it not, for if thou dost it will fill thee more, but stand still and act not, and wait in patience till light arrises out of darkness to lead thee.
from Quaker Faith & Practice 21.65
(I like that the light comes out of the darkness and the darkness is a place to be still in)