A few days of sunrises and sunsets. Faraway spring tides, ice pops, warm pack ups, factor 50 and beautiful, beautiful North Yorkshire. Reighton Gap is a slice of perfection 💙
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A few days of sunrises and sunsets. Faraway spring tides, ice pops, warm pack ups, factor 50 and beautiful, beautiful North Yorkshire. Reighton Gap is a slice of perfection 💙
“Many people, myself among them, feel better at the mere sight of a book.”
― Jane Smiley
A great tit (hopefully right!) sat on the balcony at Risby Lakes.
A long row of bare trees reflecting in on of the lakes at Risby.
A robin sat on the balcony at Risby Lakes.
Sunday afty with some mates.
☺️
Dear Spaceman,
what brings you
to Hornsea?
I’m here for
the charity shops
and a bite to eat
Floral Hall isn’t far,
their cheesy paninis
go down a treat…
@holdernessnews.bsky.social
An orange sky just before the sun drops below the horizon.
Sunset after rain.
Lilac crocuses amongst autumn's fallen leaves.
Jerkin' Crocus
🥶One of my favourite photographs I took of St. Mary's Abbey in York reminds me of Camus: "In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." 🌞
I'm off to bed thinking about these amazing words by #LouiseGlück They've been floating around my head all day.
Loads and loads of snowdrops on the floor of the woodland.
Somemore bright white snowdrops in the woodland.
An entire carpet of snowdrops.
It's difficult not to have a spring in your step on the snowdrop walk at Burton Agnes Hall 🤍
An empty, rubbly beach that leads to Spurn Point. The North Sea to the left and sun to the right, just breaking through a cloudy sky.
Spurn making my heart flip.
A bleak sky full of tall leafless trees.
Winter's skies look as
intricate as lace, woven
together with twigs.
#Haiku
‘Mother Nature thinks people should shut down’: why we’re so unmotivated in winter www.theguardian.com/wellness/202...
Love continues. Poem by Robert Hershon (1936-2021) originally published in Poetry Northwest, Autumn 2000.
'Against Nostalgia' by #AdaLimón
A clear vase full of lilac and cream hyacinths.
Phwoar.
I'm eating toast with the ferocity of an 18yo me who's just got in from a house party after Spiders. Shout out quick if you want any. I'm making my way towards the crust with alarming speed.
"The dead don't go till you do / loved ones / The dead are still here holding our hands"
From 'Darling' by #JackieKay
The front cover of 'Ootlin' by Jenni Fagan shows a toddler in a winter coat and bobble hat.
The front cover of 'The Coast Road' by Alan Murrin shows an isolated single house with the backdrop of the sea.
Two outstanding bookshouts, both recently listened to on Audible. 'Ootlin' by #JenniFagan narrated by Isis Hainsworth and 'The Coast Road' by #AlanMurrin narrated by Jessica Regan. Both incredible, palpable and necessary.
Ploughed fields and a full sun.
A loooooong shadow.
Sat on a bench at Gallow's Hill, Skidby.
Perfect places 🫶
#Skidby
Winter Jasmine. Yellow star-shaped flower.
Winter Jasmine 🏵
Sunset on horizon.
Pink clouds after sunset.
Sunset on the horizon.
A fiery orange sun in bare branches.
Sunday Sunset 🧡
Happy Imbolc! This old Celtic festival marks the start of spring, the beginning of the lambing season, and may have been dedicated to a goddess called Brigit, later St Brigid - the first female saint in Irish literature.
W.B. Yeats who died on this day 1939
“I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
Yes!
Getting ready for a Saturday night in with Carole King and friends ❤️
I'm sorry in advance if I offend anyone, but I severely dislike the word 'gifted' as a verb. It provokes bubbling feelings in me.
This is about as controversial as I'll get, bluesky followers.
