Monday, September 30, 2013


Look at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.” 
L M Montgomery









Friday, September 27, 2013


I want to say something so embarrassing about September that even the leaves start blushing and turning red.

Jarod Kintz









Wednesday, September 25, 2013


Unwearied still, lover by lover,
They paddle in the cold
Companionable streams or climb the air;
Their hearts have not grown old;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
Attend upon them still.

But now they drift upon the water,
mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake's edge or pool
Delight men's eyes when I awake some day
To find they have flown away.

from The Wild Swans at Coole
William Butler Yeats




Tuesday, September 17, 2013


The observer, when he seems to himself to be observing a stone, is really, if physics is to be believed, observing the effects of the stone upon himself.

Bertrand Russell






Devon Sunset


The pale stars were sliding into their places. The whispering of the leaves was almost hushed. All about them it was still and shadowy and sweet. It was that wonderful moment when, for lack of a visible horizon, the not yet darkened world seems infinitely greater—a moment when anything can happen, anything be believed in.

Olivia Howard Dunbar
The Shell of Sense

Saturday, September 14, 2013


A pigeon flying with the ravens will start to caw

Mehmet Murat Ildan




Wednesday, September 11, 2013

For cat lovers

The smallest feline is a masterpiece
Leonardo Da Vinci

Meet Talloulah, my brother and sister-in-law's beautiful new kitten, she is half Bengal.

I took so many pics of her, here is just a sample.



Sunday, September 8, 2013


Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing,
so fine a breath of wind might blow her away.
She was a lost child, oh she was running wild
She said "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay
Richard Thompson




Friday, September 6, 2013


He would say that God had given him a tail to keep the flies off  but that he would sooner have had no tail and no flies.

George Orwell, Animal Farm


Thursday, September 5, 2013

Dartmoor Pony

Horses make a landscape look beautiful.
Alice Walker