healingwords: poetry for the soul

On the first day of December the sun is shining, the light playing across the bands of pines snaking across the hillside. On the way to the shortest day I feel the need to make use of every hour of light and look forward to sitting still, listening to the trees.  © 2019 Jacqueline Knight Cotterill.  All rights reserved.  

This holly or holm oak tree is covered in ripening acorns, peeping out from their cups. The vibrancy of the green in the sunshine lit up the hillside, bright against the duller shades of pine, rosemary and dry summer grasses. Today I am travelling to Ireland and looking forward to a change of scenery, away from the Mediterranean to a northern autumn.  © 2019 Jacqueline Knight Cotterill.  All rights reserved.