The Peace of Wild Things

Hi, it is ages since I did my last post - I'm not sure that Blogging is for me as I keep leaving huge gaps. I had great intentions of using this as a regular diary/journal, but it just isn't happening. I so enjoy reading other peoples blogs and am very inspired by some of them that I wish I could do the same for others. I found this poem on Philip Carr-Gomm's blog (philipcarrgomm.wordpress.com/) and love it

The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

Wendell Berry

This heron is standing by some water on the Somerset Levels, I was lucky to be close enough to take this photo without a big zoom lens.

Swallows

I have been for a walk and the swallows are coming back - here is one I managed the photograph. They were wizzing about over my head at college reservoir, catching insects. So lovely to see them again.

It's been a while

It's been a while since my last post. I have had a rather introverted winter and feel like I am emerging now. At the moment I am trying to get some sort of order in my life which at the moment is taking the form of photographing my yarn stash and cataloging it on Ravelry so that when I want to knit something I know exactly what I have got - also I hope it will encourage me to use what's in the stash rather than buy more. I am also trying to sort out my attic room (yet again) to make space to make things, paint things, spin things etc. Stuff is going to the charity shop or on ebay - it's going to take a while but it feels good to be doing it.