Marjoram on the rocks

Banana

How the sun plays a trick on a banana leaf in our yard. I simply love this picture, as I have since I first took it.

Glasses of water?

This is from the period I really loved to move my camera while taking a picture. Slow shutter speed, turning the camera, et voilà! (I still like these pictures, they're so vibrant and magical.)

Pollinating

Roadways

One road leads to London,
One road runs to Wales,
My road leads me seawards
To the white dipping sails.

One road leads to the river,
As it goes singing slow;
My road leads to shipping,
Where the bronzed sailors go.

Leads me, lures me, calls me
To salt green tossing sea;
A road without earth's road-dust
Is the right road for me.

A wet road heaving, shining,
And wild with seagulls' cries,
A mad salt sea-wind blowing
The salt spray in my eyes.

My road calls me, lures me
West, east, south, and north;
Most roads lead men homewards,
My road leads me forth

To add more miles to the tally
Of grey miles left behind,
In quest of that one beauty
God put me here to find.

John Masefield

Tacking up

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