Month: March 2016
Mundane Monday
I can’t believe it’s Monday again already, but at least it’s a four day week at work!
Monday is the day to share a photo with Jithin at Photrablogger, a photo where you share the beauty you see in everyday things. I loved this door, it’s at St Mary’s Hemyock.
Black and White Sunday, Low Key
I’ve only just discovered Paula and her photo challenges, and I really like them. Today, for her regular black and white challenge, the theme is low key. Here is my attempt.
There will be more to see over at Paula’s place, Lost in Translation.
Six Word Saturday
Won a draw prize, silly meerkat!
I Want to Dance
If I danced whenever I want to, many more people would know I’m even crazier than they thought. Just a few days ago I was lamenting my inability to sing or play a musical instrument, she said ‘I bet you can dance Gilly’. She was right, I love dance in all it’s forms, but the very best kind is spontaneous.
when you’re moved by the beat
right there on the street
come on feel the heat
now get up on your feet
and dance with a perfect stranger
Lazy Poet’s Thursday Haiku
Glowing St Peters
spreading such heavenly light
for a thousand years
Let Me Sing It To You
Wordless Wednesday
A Million Daffodils
When the former pilot Keith Owen died, he left his fortune to the seaside town of Sidmouth, to brighten up the place he loved and visited many times. Since then more than 300 people have helped to realise his dream, planting bulbs around the town, making Sidmouth an even lovelier place than before. One of his ideas was to ‘plant a million daffodils’, this has been fulfilled, and the town and areas around it is now a sea of golden yellow and will be every spring.
Late on Sunday afternoon, after my walk at the Byes, where many carpets of daffs are blooming, I climbed a little way up Peak Hill where I knew the sight would be wonderful. Puffing my way past the flowers I sat here and enjoyed the view.
Once I’d got my breathe back, I tried to get some good shots, but the blue sky from earlier was misty.
I walked a little way back down, and the glow as I shot into the sun was dazzling.
What a generous soul Mr Owen must have been, and what a lasting legacy he has left!
Mundane Monday
Trablogger invites us to find the beauty in everyday things and share with him and his visitors each Monday. Here’s my attempt this week.
Lucid Gypsy 