Apple blossom 

Today’s photos are of the apple tree in the manse garden, we have three but this one is old and gnarled – its branches reaching almost to the ground – and it produces the most amazing blossom. It is particularly lovely this year.


Blossom of the apple trees! 
Mossy trunks all gnarled and hoary, 
Grey boughs tipped with rose-veined glory, 
Clustered petals soft as fleece 
Garlanding old apple trees! 

(Mathilde Blind)

No more fishing…

Today’s photo was taken on the Isle of Mull last April by my brother Mike (seen here on Flickr.)

I like the light effects he has added here… 


Weathered boards on the old dock
Sun trying to peak thru
The water like a sublime dream
Seagulls circle the boats
You were there with your humor
With your easy going smile
You loved to take people fishing

Soon I will go into memory
The waters will always laugh
Lakes, rivers and sea
Poetry of the tides
Campfires and moonlight
Old man and the sea
Get the net I gotta big one! 

Your fishing boat in the dusk