Hartland Point

a long path
as the sun goes slowly down
secluded bay

Hartland Abbey Bench

hidden
beneath vegetation
above the bog garden

Cliff Top

grassy knoll
over the cliffs
people below

Footbridge

footbridge
and path to the sea --
location, location

Mulberry Bush

entrance garden
mulberry bush
and sundial

Evening Meal

Luisa cooks
I watch as a murder
is committed

Sunny Afternoon

sunbathers
and sketching on stones
setting sun

Gate

beyond,
black sheep frolic
and grouse

Hartland Abbey Bench

Obscured
by a blue hydrangea
on the shrubbery walk

Freshwater Pool

sunshine
glints on water
too cold to bathe

Caravan

extra guests
easy to accomodate
in colour, too

Our Lady of Pity

unknown statue
I choose to believe is
Laverstone's Prime

Sketching

pencils
and watercolours
tidal pools

Entrance Steps

as close as we get --
the riches of the rich
too costly to see

Below the Waterfall

water bubbles
on the final leg of the journey
to the sea

Hartland Abbey Bench

a grand backdrop
to a simple bench
Viginia Creeper

Brook

left behind -
a bridge over
placid waters

Strawberry Waters

a bridge
amongst the brambles
babbling brook

Cottage - Hartland Abbey

cottage chimneys
before the walled garden
moss and ferns

Above the Waterfall

sun on the water
fingers of rock reach out
to Lundy

Market Hall

sunny morning
schoolchildren milling
about the town

Devious, painted

10-10-09 Devious, painted
Originally uploaded by leatherdykeuk

The statue Becky gave me, painted

Welcombe Mouth

sea foam
leaves a line in the sand
hills fade to mist

Hartland Abbey Bench

a bench
on the ladies' walk
in the sunshine

Blatant Plug

A little stonecast Devious, made by Becky

Elderberry Tree

on the roadside
an elder yields a pound
of bright purple berries

Paws

not my dogs
but they encourage
thoughts of home

Waterfall

on the path
above the waterfall -
perilous edge

Big Blue Demon

Hurrah! The last stop of the Blog tour for 'An Ungodly Child' is at Aims' Big Blue Barn West

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The Lake

a Sunday stroll
past moorhens and ducks
No Boating

her aide de memoir

she touches
a glass ball –
the Taj Mahal in a snowstorm
bought from a trader
that had never seen snow
and never would
an aide de memoir
that proves she was there
and she remembers a holiday
when I was nine and hated the sun.

I bought her Hogwarts –
plastic spires under winter skies
with battery operated lights –
and she swore she'd been there
after St Mary's but before University
and learned witchcraft
at Rowling's knee

A361 Lay-by

a rest stop
for weary legs
and three smokers

Eucalyptus

Strawberry Waters

Evening sun
and the promise
of a week more

Cemetery Keeper's House

summer fades
the last glory
of the bedding