Tuesday
This was my day.
Reading, Fugitive Pieces, before walking with dogs on the wide, tide out beach, taking a stone, visiting another.
Further along the beach I went to look for the stone in the carved hollow by the smooth rocks.
I fished it out from the pool, a sliver of gold still clinging, less than a week in the water, many a change and turn of the tide. Then we walked on, looking at the rocks.
Loving the texture of stone, the living rock.
At the end of the beach, where the ghosts dwell the water swirled and light fell.
Home then, to paint a wren and wrestle emails, and think.
I do love old bird books. The St Kilda Wren is such a small delight of a barred creature. And love this film with the sound of the sea. No people live on St Kilda now, to disturb the lives of wrens. Such beautiful birds.
When a wren warbles on St.Kilda, if no-one hears it does it exist? Love your stones.
Plenty hear it. The gulls and the mice and the other birds. No human ears are required. The birds do not sing for us, but if we are lucky and if we give attention, we can share their songs.
Phew- eeeeee Jackie – this morning, I turned the page on my calendar – the string of stars, the colours, the wings….the bears!
And then I came on the ‘pooter, to find further images of wonder.
Phew-eeeeee, Jackie.
I love those small golden treasures that you leave around, labyrinths for dreams.
Thank you.
Off to check a river by the sea in a minute.
Ha … I can HEAR that wren singing in his loud voice (for such a tiny bird !)
Beautiful picture, Jackie. I watched a wren in my garden this afternoon; so busy and purposeful. I’m just hoping it doesn’t nest here with so many hunting cats in residence! My own ‘black beasts’ are inveterate hunters and are responsible for reducing what my neighbours claim was a plague of rats and mice. Unfortunately birds are also on their menu.
A tale of rats, mice…and dolphins
https://theorkneynews.scot/2018/01/21/bernies-stories-the-mice-in-the-attic/
Hi Jackie – new to your work and bowled over. I run a volunteer poetry workshop over here in Montreal. And do the odd smudge. Words became a topic, and The Lost Words book and story leapt out at me. The book I have…it arrived as I was getting into my car to drive to the meeting. Everyone bowled over and lots of copies will be bought. Love your blog, envy you the land around you, the sea most especially stones too! As for sea, a thousand km away – miss it horribly. I watched and will show your WREN poem video to all of them next meet…was sooooo upset I’d not found it before meeting – but will run at next. And finally wrote and produced a rather crude poem/video on lost words…only just gone up….and borrowed without asking your bare trees silhouette for closing lines. Forgive me…I can strip out the video if you want. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rRudtmDDecI
I gave you both full credit…and really sorry I won’t get to your exhibit.
Thank you. Wonderful. I will watch later. Just back home from long working weekend.