Splashed with pink…the Ribes (Flowering Currant), is one of the first great feasts for the Bees, all wild here at Bealtaine Cottage. This photograph was snapped last night around 7pm as the light was fading in the western sky.
Under a waxing moon directly above the cottage…
Awash with pink…the light is very magical as dusk descends…never any filters used, just the magic of the light! This was snapped at around 7pm last evening.
Enjoy these images below as you listen to the podcast…all taken last night and this morning.
“Man has drawn artificial lines on the chest of the Mother Earth, which have no significance, except for the sake of war and clashes between countries. The soil seems to be the same, the trees the same, the grass the same, and the fragrance of the air, the smell of the earth the same.”
Bread and circuses, but we all know and recognise real life.
It has a colour and fragrance all of its own.
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