monday 1st october
7.30 am
Illumine, what is low raise and support,
That to the height of this great argument
I may assert eternal Providence,
And justify the ways of God to men
john milton
paradise lost book I line 22
although I am not a 'believer' the spirituality of milton's words will always reach a part deep in me for their connection with the spiritual and here, in this heavenly place, that spirit, demonstrated at once by the naked truth of nature's essence, is evident in its grandeur
all is quiet 'cept the twittering of our avian guests and the occasional sigh from leeloo who is lying contentedly on her stomach in her usual morning place in the kitchen doorway, her chin rested on her legs, paws stretched out in front of her, an epilogue to the night's peaceful repose.
come on sleepy things, we could do with the prologue to the rest of the day now

8 comments:
Are you a professional photographer? These are very good. Beautiful scenery again.
I also think the pictures look spiritual.
Crystal xx
Stunning pictures, Leon.....absolutely beautiful. I'm not a huge poetry fan but I have a soft spot for Milton.
Boootiful photography. You definately have an eye for it. Bet you could even make the walrus look good :)
Fabulous.
girls, you're really going to give me a headache cos the inside's getting to big for the casing. professional photographer, crystal? nah, professional twit is closer and nimbleniks, found it at last I see; you have got nimble niks for a walrus, navigating here with yer flippers!
uploading some more later as we've just come back from a fabulous walk.
going to get some work done now . . .
Yup lovely pix Leon . . Peat . . going out soon to catch the sunset having missed most of the glorious day because of the printer and darned office work.
Stunning photos, so atmospheric.
I do so agree with the sentiments of Milton
THank you for this I forgot to look this morning - the trials of sugar beet harvetsing - they came; started loading at 6am; I woke turned off alarm, fell asleep again, overslept and had no time...love farmers....will look out for moon tonight while putting hens to bed...quiet time hogging I call it - effing slow Dear Charlie says....
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