No time at all

Glorious light.

The Silent Eye


What colour is the sky?

I watched the sun go down tonight from the roadside. For once, the camera had not come with me… I was just driving to the shop and didn’t pick it up. Even so, I cursed myself for leaving the camera as I saw the huge, golden orb shot with crimson reflected in the rear view mirror. Too late to turn and go back, the sun would have gone by then… but maybe, just maybe, I would be home in time…

No. Halfway home it was evident I wouldn’t make it, so, camera or not, I pulled over to watch the setting glory of a summer’s day.

It took only a couple of minutes for the last of the blue to fade through a rainbow of colour to a molten sky, aflame against the silhouetted trees. Almost as if the sky was clothed in the colours…

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Second July Blog.

Second July Blog.

Exploration of the Soul.

Where is the wind that blows in the mind?
Where does the soul reside?
What do we know of time infinite?
Why, when sought, do we hide?

Seeking love’s dream leaves an ache in the heart.
Searching through time in repose,
Listening to voices that speak now and then,
Catching streamers meandering close.

Speaking of hearts where passion then seeks
A lover, who opens your soul,
Clings to the innermost feelings deep down,
Like the crumbs in an empty bowl.

Hunting a soul mate, on Earth’s lonely plain,
Gathering strange beasts in a cage,
Setting them free, realising the hurt
When they burden our core with their rage.

When Gods rain passion down on our souls,
We scream and bow down in despair,
Searching the cavernous realms of beyond,
Finding peace and content unaware.

So we look on, unfocused, afeared,
Trying our hardest to find
Peace and tranquility with someone to love,
A soul mate to cushion the mind.

Copyright. Evelyn J. Steward. July, 2017.


(Photo:-Many years ago now, 1987, before I lost them both.)



Recently sitting in the entrance of an out-patients department at a local hospital, made me think.

People coming in and going out are a sight to behold. Some striding purposefully, others with canes or little trollies to help them walk, slowly. In, out, talking, silent! Worth pondering on.

I thought about what their lives might be. What they do/once did for a living? Where they come from? Starting to think about stories behind their personas!

One gentleman, very tall, came in, went to reception and very quickly returned towards the doorway and, seeing me with an empty coffee cup in my hand asked, would I like it put in the bin. My reply was how kind and thank you, very much. Some manners still abound, it would seem.

Perhaps people are more aware in such places? Though, it has to be said, some are so engrossed in their health problems or those of people they accompany that they fail to see others with problems that may need a touch of kindness. But I suppose we all do that from time to time. More engrossed in our own problems, than seeing others in difficulty.

Not me, I was not really worried about divesting myself of an encumbent, such as a empty coffee cup. Was just holding on to the cup until I could get up and bin it myself, about five steps across the hallway. Though kindness never goes amiss.

At least I had time to purchase a cup of coffee. And here was a probllem. I had NO IDEA that the old £5 notes were no longer LEGAL TENDER! When did that happen?
The lady at the counter brought my fiver back saying she could not accept it!
Luckily I had a tenner with me. O.K. So when are they changing the £10 nots to ‘plastic’ ones then? I hope they let us know, because I missed it with the
£5 notes!!!!!!!!

Now I have to go down to my bank, which is not going to be easy, to hopefully get it changed to a new ‘plastic’ note. Luckily, I do have something to pay in, two birds, and all that! But still, not an easy task. Not these days.

So, at some point in time I will mull on these thoughts further. It was just an observance, more to pass unused time, more than anything else.

So take care, my friends, until next time.


This entry was posted on July 30, 2017. 6 Comments



Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

“Just how old are you?”
Although youth has long died,
“As young as the moment,”
My body replied.
“If I want to play out
In the sun, or climb trees,
Run laughing through dewdrops,
…I’ll do as I please.
I have a few wrinkles,
My hair’s going grey…
Inside I’m a child
And I still need to play.”

“Just how old are you then?”
My body asked mind,
“As old as conception,
Just think and you’ll find
I’ve been here all along,
In your cells and your brain,
Learning forever and seeking to gain
From experience, wisdom
That I can impart…
But perhaps we should ask
Just how old is the heart?”

“Just how old are you?”
Said the heart, “Here’s the deal…
I’m living two lives,
One to beat, one to feel.”
To the body, heart answered,
“My beating is yours.”
To the mind it replied,
“When you feel…

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This entry was posted on July 14, 2017. 1 Comment

First July Blog

Precious Summer.

The sky is clear,
No cloud spoils the view.
Trees and fresh bushes
Glint in the sunlight, leaves
Are a lemon yellow, mid green to
Forest hue.
All shades to harmonise
In a rainbow of colour,
Just one chloraphyl blend,
All tones of green.
Just think, if we lived in desert climes,
Sand toned shades, the yellow/brown range,
Would we long for such bounty,
Life-giving, verdent; a spectrum of hope?
Linden trees, cherry, beech and more,
The cradle of Being, irridescent verdure.

Copyright Evlyn J. Steward. July, 2017.



We have endured high tempertures, seldom soaring in this England of ours.

We watered like crazy, trying to give moisture to plants, lawns, precious crops. Then, at a stroke, it came cold (well, chilly). We shivvered, thought of putting heat back on, but resisted, wore cardies instead.

A couple of days ago it changed again, was ‘close’, a bit muggy possibly, but today a high wind spreads the bright sunshine that comes out of a clear blue sky. Proper English summer temperatures, maybe? Anyway, not hot hot, not searing like some States in the US or across the Russian plains like our few days of blistering heat.

Our gardens, for those that grow things, are burgeoning. The cherries are gone over mostly and other fruits and flowers, but others take their place. I have blueberries still mostly green, but some berries have a blush of purplish green, which gives me hope for a small crop to come. My blackberries (which have been a part of my life for 50 years, moving from one place to another via cuttings) have green berries. These will start ripening very soon.

The fruit bushes are growing but will not produce until next summer. Cannot wait, partly because I have no clue as to which currants the growing ones are. Red or white. The blacks have not grown, and that is a whole other story!

I gave in a couple of days ago and bought two pots of flowers, Osteospurmum (white and purple daisy like flowers) and Verbena Rigida (purple). It was impossible to resist some kind of flower plant, even though I said in spring ‘no flowers, other than the bulbs I already had). But really, flowers are for the soul! Flowers leaven the verdure of the trees and bushes.

So, happy summer to you all. Happy Gardening to those it concerns.

As always, take care in this mad world of ours, and keep safe.


This entry was posted on July 2, 2017. 2 Comments

Snail’s pace

Very true, but this does give everyone more information. Dowith it, hat we will.

The Silent Eye

The internet was playing up, the email account had been hacked yet again, pages were taking up to ten minutes each to load and anything that had images or video took longer. It was going to be one of those days. It seems to be a common problem and it makes trying to work exceedingly difficult as well as frustrating. It highlights just how dependant we have become on a technology that really is quite new. Society has adopted computers and the internet wholesale and within a generation we have, rather than finding a little slot within our lives into which it might fit, changed our entire lifestyle to work with it.

It is amazing when you really look at it…millions of people use the internet daily; the world, or so it feels, would simply collapse in so many ways without its possibilities yet, when my own children were young…

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First June Blog

First June Blog.

Lots of rain,some really good hot sunshine. It is as if the weather here does not know what to do with itself! This means that the plants and bees, do not know either. Over the weekend the weather changed again where I am, sun gone, rain aplenty.

Some plants are struggling. Others are doing the best they can. My first blackberry flowers are open and one or two bees are visiting them. Plenty more blossoms to follow, if only the warm sun would stay for a lot more hours in the day!

The above was a couple of weeks ago. It was very windy and quite chill during this time. However, two days with some warm sunshine works miracles, it would seem.

So this blog is more about gardening, plants and the care thereof than books, art (well growing things is a form of art in my mind), or any ither subject I have written about previously.

It started late last summer where eating healthy fruits ( and veggies) took over the kitchen. Fruit is expensive, some hard to get hold of, and small portions often cost a great deal, but also, they cn be a long time en route or in store.

What better than to grow your own? Even if it is just a rew?

I never ‘jump in’! I plan, ponder, decide what can be afforded, where they can be grown to best advantage! All in pots or tubs.

My first thought was for blackcurrants! These contain lots if antioxidents which help the body. But cost comes into the buying of said plants. One has to realise that it often takes two years for the plants to start cropping. That in mind, I had also lost my old redcurrant bush. So, price in mind, I biught a set if black, red and whitecurrant bare-rooted plants. (More than three arrived. But that is another tale.)!
An offer of three dwarf raspberry (growable in tubs -goody!) just about the cut of my jib! They were small on arrival late October. But were in tiny pots so I thought they would ‘take’ o.k. (Thereby hangs another tale!)

I bought another bare-rooted bkackcurrant from another Nursery. Hedging my bets! All were planted by December.

Spring has been cool but now, most thingsare growing. Most! Not all? Some of the currant bushes have not grown. At all! Some have, but I have no idea which ones are growing and they were not labelled and without fruit to decide what colour they are, I have no clue as to what currants I have. My guess is probably red or white.

I also purchased gooseberry bushes, two of which also have not grown. So you see, quandary! I will, of course, check out those not growing. Soon!

Deciding to grown herbs, from supermarkets, in a tub, has proved efficaseous. All have done well, even cut herbs stuck in soil, are starting to become plants.

This is my journey so far this season.

Take care dear readers, enjoy the season you are in.



This entry was posted on June 11, 2017. 2 Comments

Rainy Garden Wednesday

Wonderful Earth.


Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life – John Updike

Apple blossom in the rain

Apple blossoms in the rain – how beautiful is that?

Iris in the rain

Iris in full bloom.

Mountain Bluet

On the blue theme: Mountain Bluet.

Rhodo in the rain

Rhododendron kissed with rain drops.

Rainbow down the slide 3

I caught this rainbow slipping down a slide area on the mountain across the lake.

Rainbow down the slide

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This entry was posted on May 31, 2017. 1 Comment