A different dimension from my oft-described and always enjoyable walks beside the River Itchen, where a tree-lined river walk embraces heart, mind, and wonder of Nature’s blessing to humankind.
By contrast, open countryside; walking through expansive grassland, hills, valleys and rolling hills tempting an onlooker to be transported to an infinity of visual enlightenment. Open space expands the mind; a faraway horizon leading to an endless perspective. Freeing imagination, a limitless vista attracting heart and soul, embracing freedom. No barriers, just rolling hills, a gentle breeze caressing the senses.
Open arms reach out embracing a wide expanse of scenic magnificence. Feel the freedom of movement, a breeze stimulating and generating positive vibes.
Far distance reveals the majesty of St. Catherine’s Hill, dressed in fine mist but no less a majestic; a landmark liberating fantasy.
Dawn Chorus
A new day, a spectacular scene, sunrise stimulating humanity, embracing all with shining optimism. A dawn chorus; birds singing, welcoming the glory of a new day. A symphony of excitement.
Sunset, spectacular colors, clouds alight with the descending sun. Look closely and witness the movement as it slowly slips beneath the horizon, glowing, fading, darkness descending.
Awaiting the dawning of a new day, creating positivity, grasping serenity, tranquillity, harmony, and empathy with kindness for all who receive a word of encouragement; exchanging friendly greetings.
Sunrise and friendship join together hand in hand as we walk towards the Heaven-sent beauty of Mother Nature.
Simon, This is so beautiful, your spirit gifts us with the many thing that make you who you are, the poet, the imagery, the artist and the storyteller. Strong Ink my friend
Dear Larry,
Thank you everso for your inspiring and indeed motivational comments, which I value so much.
Even when standing in a vast area, focusing on a tiny element one can imagine a miniature world. Moss is. Good example (could be likened to a forest). There, I’m getting carried away! Thanks again, Larry
Long ago a friend commented on the landscape when visiting my parents. Where she lived, the sun set behind the beautiful mountains way too early in the afternoon – my parents regularly watched it go down in the ocean.
Every time I read your descriptions, Simon, there is such joy of being right where you are. It is a gift – and you share it with the rest of us so generously. Trust me, what you share is much more than the pictures.
Charlotte, my friend, your comment provides such a synergy of purpose and interpretation of what we see, what we imagine and how we feel. Your words are truly beautiful and and I cannot describe how much They are appreciated. Thank you so much. I am honored.
Thank you so much Christopher. Your words mean such a lot to. me. Happy Easter to you my good friend.
Like an artist dresses and develops his canvas with love, skill and perceptive innovation, you have achieved this within the prose of this essay. The sympathetic and emotional descriptions are a credit to you. Thank you, I enjoyed this immensely.