Magic

Light falling through forests is so lush. Here's my attempt to capture the magic.

 

when through the woods and forest glades i wander...

Climbing trees

Every Time I Climb a Tree
by David McCord

Every time I climb a tree
Every time I climb a tree
Every time I climb a tree
I scrape a leg
Or skin a knee
And every time I climb a tree
I find some ants
Or dodge a bee
And get the ants
All over me

And every time I climb a tree
Where have you been?
They say to me
But don’t they know that I am free
Every time I climb a tree?
I like it best
To spot a nest
That has an egg
Or maybe three

And then I skin
The other leg

But every time I climb a tree
I see a lot of things to see
Swallows rooftops and TV
And all the fields and farms there be
Every time I climb a tree
Though climbing may be good for ants
It isn’t awfully good for pants
But still it’s pretty good for me

Every time I Climb a tree.

Penarth Pier

Crosby

Last weekend I visited a beach in Liverpool unlike any I'd been to before. The beach was very bleak, with factories just behind, but most different of all were the presence of 100 iron men. They were scattered across the beach, some concealed by sea, some completely visible. Each naked man came from the same mould, but each looked a bit different because of the weathering.

They were a bit spooky and strange!

 

 

 

 

  

Cardiff

Here are some shots from the top floor of the city library. I love going up there and being level with the rooftops and the birds.