Sunday, 24 August 2014

Listening to crows

 I walk out of the front door and I need to walk into a forest or field. They are close by calling me but not quite close enough  so time spent in Wharfdale and Grassington  collecting Wild Heather and Blackberry's is deeply satisfying. Listening to the wind and bathing in the late colours of the landscape, gives me a real and honest peace. I can take this feeling like nourishment with me, then into my mind and body, and into our home. The patterns of late summer lodge in my dreams, I crave the shades of deep pink and berry purples, I have that needy feeling to stock my cupboards with home-made jams, the corn has been cut and the stubble is sharp in the fields, the nights are darker, and the crows whisper their secrets in the late afternoon long with shadows.
There it is on the horizon do you see and feel it... a coming of Autumn of swirling mists, of magic, of rituals and thanks.
Walking in Heather



Everywhere is pink and smells so sweet



berrys for jam



some heather at home


a new painting in progress


29 comments:

Kay said...

Hi Lynn...I've felt it as well...over the last few weeks...its just around the corner and like you I can't wait...xx

sarah said...

So much beauty. I feel though like I could save those three words in a template and cut & paste them every time I visit here. So much beauty, always. Thank you for sharing it with us.

elaine said...

Beautiful photos of the heather clad hills - a magical time of year - I too am embracing the last of the summer wine.

A Mermaid's Tale said...

Being in my van on the road for the last 9 days I have really sensed a coming of Autumn Lynn; nights have been much colder and there is a certain smell in the air......I go to bed with the onset of dark and wake with first light, which some mornings has been truly golden. There are plentiful hazelnuts in the trees and berries in the hedgerows, and the harvest is being safely gathered in. Yes, the year is turning.....
That's such a lovely picture of you in the heather! x

Susan McShannon-Monteith said...

It is so subtle isn't it Lynn... the transition that beckons on the horizon filling the soul for longing of comfort foods, putting up preserves and listening to the changes in the birdsong.
Such a beautiful picture of you walking amidst the heather. Here is is fields of sunflowers, freshly cut hay and orchards heavy with apples and pears.
I hope you are well and enjoying the final curtain of Summer.

Susan x

Chatelaine said...

I love the late Summer. I know that my favorite season is just around the corner. Love the cooler temps and can't wait for crisp air and crunchy leaves beneath my feet.

You live in a beautiful area. It must be wonderful to walk and enjoy nature where you live.

Burlap Luxe said...

Everything is always so inspiring here.
My sister in Oregon was out picking black Berries the other day. So miss the climate that black berries grow best in.
Love your new art piece, looking forward to the finishing of all the grace and beauty you will detail it with.

Xx
Dore

Seawashed said...

Your words always reach the depths of me and speak all that is good of earth...life. Loveliness. Your white roses captivate with pure gentleness.

wanda miller said...

add a bit of salty air and you brought those smells, sounds, feels, right into the middle of my heart...whoosh...
your painting is exquisite Lynn. I have been painting away in greys these last few weeks. so in love with the feel of these colors. Love to you and thank you for sharing from your heart and soul. XOXO

Lin from A {tiny} Cottage In The Woods said...

Your words and photographs lift and carry us to spend time with you, Lynn. Quietly soaking it all in.

Lovely. As always.

Madelief said...

A beautiful photo of you Lynn! I never realised before that you live in Yorkshire. Such a wild and beautiful part of the UK!

The feeling you describe sounds familiair to me. It's a warm and cosy feel.

Your paiting looks beautiful!

Have a lovely week!

Madelief x

Mady Dooijes said...

Oh Lyn thank you so much for your kind words. (I am the same btw) I want to go for walks were you go, it looks so beautiful. One of my favourite seasons coming your way, missing those so much. Dreading the summer here… I always feel a calmness coming over here when I visit your blog. Thank you. Have a great day! x

WolvesAtTheDoor said...

You have a way with words Lynn which make me want to visit your neck of the woods and those berries are like a dream! Hope you are really well:)

Jayne said...

What a beautiful post, you transported me with you on your walk, your descriptions are so vivid. Terry and I had noticed the heather and how vibrant the colour was just the other day. Autumn is definitely upon us. I love the berry shades too. Your little display with the heather is beautiful.

Shell said...

What beautiful pictures. Looking at them felt I was there with you.

flowers on my table said...

Oh I am so jealous, wish I was walking in the Dales, picking heather and blackberries. Wonderful atmospheric post Lynn, and I love your new painting already.
I must tell you Lynn, when my sister saw my Haberdashery shop painting, she thought I had painted it. She said it was so me, she thought I had done it..ha ha!
Wishing you a rich and productive Autumn my lovely friend. Love Linda xx

Vicki Boster said...

Oh Lynn-- the picture of you in the heather is just wonderful. The most perfect photo for the autumn season-- I love it!

Yes-- I've been nurturing my own little obsession with jam making myself:)
If only I had a little roadside stand!!

Your newest painting is already gorgeous---
Enjoy the beautiful new season dear Lynn--
Love
Vicki

flowers on my table said...

Thank you Lynn, for your lovely comments.I think you are right about Pinterest.Wishing you a wonderful weekend. I am for making some damson gin! Lots of love, Linda xx

Jeanne said...

Beautiful as always.
Happy Labour Day Weeekend.
Blessings
Love Jeanne
X0X0

Gail said...

Hi Lynn...what a gorgeous photo on the moor ... lovely post....
Gail x

Half-heard in the Stillness said...

Hello again Lynn, I agree with Mady, I always feel peaceful when I read your words, you write beautifully.
How wonderful to collect the purple heather, it will last and last in your vase. I wish I was nearer to the moors and the hills, but your words have carried me there with you Lynn.

Hugs,
Jane

Pilgrim at Kerjacob said...

Hello Lynn, looking at the photographs reminded me so much of those wonderful days with you - a lady touched with magic.
Love and hugs always.

Diane.xxxx

HWIT BLOGG said...

So beautiful...so lovely...I love the calmness in your words and pictures!
Take care,
Titti

Seawashed said...

I am back to visit your post again because you are a quiet place of comfort.

Seawashed said...

I am back to visit your post again because you are a quiet place of comfort.

Veronica Roth said...

Hello Lynn, I've been in England for the past 2 months, but so very busy! But I do stop by to visit you here and there. There's always too much to do at the house. Anyway, weren't the blackberries spectacular this year? I froze a ton of apple/blackberry crumble for R while I'm in Vancouver. (Where the blackberries are not that great) Hope your last few days of summer are spectacular. :D Big hugs.

Janice Kay Schaub said...

I was originally from England and your writing gives me a feeling of home.
Janice

Jema Rose The Bohemian Girl said...

Beautiful post Lynn!
Have a lovely weekend,
hugs Jenny

Sonakshi Nathak said...

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Beautiful! The photos almost make me wish I could be there!!