glory be . . .

yesterday's walk was magnificent. it was a beautiful day with hardly a cloud in the sky. as the light faded, the living shapes of nature began to reveal themselves against the backdrop of a glorious highland sunset.









some things never change . . .

the beauty that surrounds those of us lucky enough to live in paradise cannot be measured or explained with words alone.
even a well-considered photograph or painting can only give description within a limited vocabulary whose extent could never satisfy those, such as this writer, hoping to express the power and spirituality of nature's wonderful gifts.














and so, balance is restored, and the mediocrity and shallowness that surrounds us in these modern times pales into insignificance. ultimately, only goodness prevails, and it is within each of us to seek and find truth and peace and to obliviate that which threatens the harmony that keeps us at one with our universe.

tits oot fer th lads . . .

I ventured into an uncharted world
With demesnes with such names as
'Bebo' and 'Myspace' and 'Facebook'
Where invisible players with such names as
'Wonderwoman69' and 'Stylebluesguru' and 'SgtBizzie'
Communicate in strange tongues with such words as
'Lmfao' and 'Lol' and 'Btw'

I find myself at once drawn to that shadowy universe
For there I am at one and in step with an evolving universe
But here I will inevitably return from time to time
it's the only bleedin one where I can do an illustrated blog

leon sweeden
ludicrus cum louder. part iv. line 127