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On The Edge: I’m Offering A Mixed Bag And Being Nowty

Tree that snapped and twisted as it fell
Tree that snapped and twisted as it fell

Today’s images are linked by featuring edges of various types. I never saw the wonderfully scenic, 300 year old Sycamore Gap tree which has been felled this week by vandals with a chainsaw, but I recently encountered the word ‘solastalgia’ which expresses the shock of the thousands of people who loved this tree. Along similar lines to nostalgia, solastalgia is the distress we feel when much-loved surroundings are altered and we are powerless to do anything about it. It’s a form of homesickness where we are at home, but sick because our home is no longer the same.

In contrast, my fallen tree with splintered edges is an unsung one. I fully feel the outrage about Sycamore Gap, but while it was leading the headlines, the UK’s State of Nature Report 2023 was quietly published, with little attention paid to its reminder that ‘the UK is now one of the most nature-depleted countries on Earth.’ Continue reading “On The Edge: I’m Offering A Mixed Bag And Being Nowty”

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The Lens-Artists Photo Challenge – Fragments

Garden drainage sump with pipes and tiles
Garden drainage feature

Brian has kindly been hosting this week’s Lens-Artists’ challenge from his home in the Australian bush and I’ve enjoyed seeing the submissions. His topic is inspired by, in his words, the ‘fragmentation around the world, a disconnect. But we have always been made of pieces’.

I’m (largely) sharing fragments put back together in different forms, starting with a detail from a decorative drainage sump in last year’s ingenious Wilde Weelde exhibit at Floriade ’22. Continue reading “The Lens-Artists Photo Challenge – Fragments”

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In an Outdoors Mood

White metal garden chairs surrounded by delphiniums, daisies and other flowers

Sofia invited us to post images that convey a mood. During 2020, I shared a series of pictures for dreaming and was surprised, looking back, that the first and last had not featured. Perhaps they seemed impossibly far away from the reality of the time. Too inaccessible, too reflective. Continue reading “In an Outdoors Mood”