Ode to Autumn

Here is my

'Ode to Autumn'

created to wish you all a glorious autumn and to 'hold' my Post page whilst I am away in the North of England next week, doing library workshops ..... which I love to do, so it is no chore and very energising.

¡Hasta luego!

A Discovery

I am back again, having slightly neglected posting, indulging in other writing and some painting. But I do want to share this, however odd I may appear.

Look at what I have inadvertently come across - an archaic word -

'Hornswoggle'

I can picture it already but, alas, it is a transitive verb; slang for to cheat or to hoax.

However, I can feel it developing a life of its own as a necessary character in 'Discovering Jasmine T' (third book in the 'Violet Jelly' trilogy). I need this wily creature to confuse and mislead. It will appear, slithery and impish, out of the ether.

I share my first tentative scribblings of the Hornswoggle .......

Photo for One Moment

Emergent creatures

One Morning

Out of the mists of time mountain dens become dragons' lairs whilst the Indian legend sleeps on his rocky outcrop.



The sun rises



Awake, the Indian lies, face to the dawn sky and dragons' wings beat breath of fire onto the morning air



Montgo is the mountain that I see daily. The sleeping Indian is at the edge of the outcrop in the first photograph. He is in the middle in the third, with his chin, lips and nose upwards to the sky.

These are musings from photographs taken .... early one morning.