Ferryside

“Look at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.” 
L M Montgomery

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Leaves

I want to say something so embarrassing about September that even the leaves start blushing and turning red.


Jarod Kintz


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Swans

Unwearied still, lover by lover,
They paddle in the cold
Companionable streams or climb the air;
Their hearts have not grown old;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
Attend upon them still.

But now they drift upon the water,
mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake's edge or pool
Delight men's eyes when I awake some day
To find they have flown away.

from The Wild Swans at Coole
William Butler Yeats


 

 

 

 

 

Stone

The observer, when he seems to himself to be observing a stone, is really, if physics is to be believed, observing the effects of the stone upon himself.

Bertrand Russell


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Devon Sunset

 

The pale stars were sliding into their places. The whispering of the leaves was almost hushed. All about them it was still and shadowy and sweet. It was that wonderful moment when, for lack of a visible horizon, the not yet darkened world seems infinitely greater—a moment when anything can happen, anything be believed in.

Olivia Howard Dunbar
The Shell of Sense

Pigeon

A pigeon flying with the ravens will start to caw

Mehmet Murat Ildan

 

 

 

 

 

For cat lovers

The smallest feline is a masterpiece
Leonardo Da Vinci

Meet Talloulah, my brother and sister-in-law's beautiful new kitten, she is half Bengal.

I took so many pics of her, here is just a sample.



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Beeswing

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing,
so fine a breath of wind might blow her away.
She was a lost child, oh she was running wild
She said "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay

Richard Thompson

 

 

 

 

 

Donkey

He would say that God had given him a tail to keep the flies off  but that he would sooner have had no tail and no flies.

George Orwell, Animal Farm



 

 

Dartmoor Pony

Horses make a landscape look beautiful.
Alice Walker