By: littlepeace January 4, 2020January 4, 2020 photography, quotesnature photography, photography, snow, winter1 Comment

Sister Winter

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ‘Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.’

By: littlepeace March 30, 2019March 30, 2019 in passing, music, photography, quotesmusic, photography, quotes, springLeave a Comment

Waking up to spring

“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”…
“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…”
― Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

By: littlepeace October 28, 2018October 28, 2018 life, photographylanguage, photography, sehnsucht, wordsLeave a Comment

The light in the leaves

“Oh, look how beautiful the sun is shining through the trees!” I said, drunk on the last golden light of evening glowing through the golden leaves of the ginko trees.

By: littlepeace March 23, 2018March 23, 2018 photographygardening, photography, quotesLeave a Comment

Garden tales

I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet it in a garden. — Ruth Stout It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. — Charles Dickens In the…

By: littlepeace February 15, 2018February 15, 2018 photography1 Comment

come to dust

Fear no more the heat o’ the sun, Nor the furious winter’s rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o’ the great; Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke; Care no more to…

By: littlepeace October 13, 2017February 15, 2018 photographyLeave a Comment

maidens drowned

There is a willow grows aslant a brook,
That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream;
There with fantastic garlands did she come
Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples

By: littlepeace April 23, 2016January 10, 2018 photographyadventures, art, music, photographyLeave a Comment

the dryness and the rain

after completing messes of men, the first part of my photography project inspired by mewithoutYou’s brother, sister, cranking the second part out was surprisingly easy. as part of this shoot i learned about betta fish and discovered just how many things cockle burrs can latch onto. [and how cold 40-degree weather can be — thanks…

By: littlepeace January 9, 2016January 10, 2018 photographyadventures, music, photography1 Comment

messes of men

i’ve talked before about my love for mewithoutYou’s album brother, sister, and my desire to “illustrate” it, so to speak, through photography and other media. a desire four or five years in the making finally got off the ground last march when i did two shoots based on “messes of men,” the first song on…

innocence explained

Joy is not naivete. To be innocent is not to be ignorant. To rejoice in hope is to be a light in the darkness.

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adventures arranged

What if you could step out of your normal everyday life for a hour or two and into the midst of an adventure particular to you?

speedwell

By: littlepeace March 23, 2020March 24, 2020

lent, poetrymarch, poems, poetry, spring, spring poems, springtime poetryLeave a Comment

i took a walk today a brisk huff ‘n’ puff up the hill and round the block to wake drowsing limbs from the torpor of sitting over-long at a desk and exorcise the mania of a mind too long confined between four walls as i walked along a mist hissed half-heartedly in my face the…