the old church tower
reflected in the mirror
of the blue floodplain
We drove through the Box End area of Bedfordshire, a flat expanse now intersected with a new bypass. The road is built up higher than the field level, clearly for a reason as the plain was flooded on either side of it. The day was cold, but still and sunny, the sky was blue and it was mirrored in the pools of water. A stirring scene!
Sleeping cormorants
fairy lights on the far bank
Orion’s display
I was out in London, the moon and lights on the South Bank shone over the Thames. And when I got home, Orion distinctively shone out of the dark sky.
black white shades of grey
little boxes filled with youth
fledglings come to life
The death notice archive of photos kept by the Greek newspaper is huge. The photo used in the death notices is also used in subsequent remembrance notices, where family and friends are invited to remember loved ones after 40 days, 3 months, 6 months, then every year.
The photo is usually from a time when the person is young and happy, free of sickness and the shadow of Charon.
The lady who works there said they use copies for convenience / size, these copies are all filed, but the originals are all kept in boxes / storage. Unfortunately they are not in any order as they’d moved premises. If I’d wanted to collect my dad’s original photo, I was welcome to book a time to look through them and pick through the photos till I found him. I can just imagine each box of original photos being opened, brimming with smiles, grateful for being given the gift of light.
There’s something ever so sad about that. I’ll make sure to not damage any photo, to respect every loved one when I go back there to look for him.
Dark Carnival masques
cease their work and look skywards
as fire balloons rise
Goodbye Ray Bradbury, you were always and will remain an inspiration to me.
(photo credit from la times website)
Far from home I long
for a familiar face
and she obliges
Stuck in Warrington for work. Nice sunset from my hotel room window. I took a pic. And below the pic is a beautiful song by Jon Redfern, called “I love the sun”. Deeply melancholy, to me it talks of passing seasons and lost loved ones, how the sun can revive you in times of sadness and reflection. Much lovelier words than my Haiku.
“I love the sun, I love the sun
It shines down on everyone
I count the days, I count the days
Winter comes and daylight fades
Where are you now, where are you now
Friends I've seen go to the clouds”
