by Ethel Spowers, 1890 - 1947

Syd Bee (American, d.o.b. unknown) - The Songstress Tree (2019)

Berlin nights

Crescent Moon being photobombed by a crescent Venus

be quiet 

Temple Roof (Enmeiji, Shikoku, Japan, 2003)

© Michael Kenna

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When it was really deep in the clouds I managed to get a picture with the settings I usually use for the moon!

Leaves of nut trees. Trees as good citizens. 1922.

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Ambitious of me to think about a time beyond a problem I've been stuck with for years and years and years, but... if I ever do get beyond that, I want so desperately to do all I can to help other people in that situation. I want to help as many people as possible. It's unlikely that it will ever materialise in reality, but want the Emerald Forest Sanctuary to be there for those that need it. A first port of call facility, out in nature somewhere, where people can come to escape the horrors they have no choice in experiencing, from the very moment they come into this world. I want to save them, not in an egotistic way, but just to know that I've pulled them out earlier in their lives than myself, so they'll not have their entire existences ruined.

- New Dawn.

Summons of the Faerie Queen, Gilbert Williams

A poor image but a incredible moment for me, seeing Jupiter and the Galilean moons for the first time through a telescope

Beautiful Image by Michael Ash Smith

I come back from a folklore filled, internet-less, escapist trip to Cymru and there are three new Creeper songs released and two new Keepsake songs. The latter being a relief to see, as they are a very small band I've been keeping an eye on since 2021/2022. I'm assuming the debut is on the way for Keepsake.

Like fragments of a broken mind I splinter by my own design The search is not a waste of time On and on, this road keeps burning

It's coming to an end (not my choosing), but looking through my #ownphoto tag, it, perhaps, doesn't seem like time wasted. Those nights, especially the full moon ones, were pretty special and under different circumstances, I may not have had the opportunity to spend hours and hours in those places, especially after dark. The forests, the hill fort, the standing stones, the fields, the stars... the magic. Many things these days are trigging me, making me feel like I haven't used my time well (although, without going into detail, I've endured some major restraints...), but... I'm proud of those photos. Some of them have been shared by over a thousand people, which is quite something considering I'm... me, me with my 2012 Fujifilm camera. I just hope I can still look at these photos positively, when I'm no longer around this area. I'm kind of scared that I won't want to come to these blogs for that reason - because seeing them will hurt too much. At some point in the future, if I ever find an emotional equilibrium, it would essentially "unlock" them again, in a kind of 'now is good' so I can see them again, type situation. I can only hope.