Photography: Three of a Kind Snow Photos

With Storm Emma, aka The Beast from the East, being in full throttle, I just had to show you how much impact it has had in London. These are from Canary Wharf.

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Photography: #GiantObservationWheel in #WinterWonderland, London

The striking 60m Giant Observation Wheel at the seaonal festive attraction, Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park. I’ve always liked ferris wheels and included previous efforts in my blog. This is the one from Leicester Square, and the two from Vienna are here and here.

Gr8at: #EnchantedWoodland Part 2

The Enchanted Woodland exhibition really was creatively executed, with all kinds of colours and light patterns. So much so, that I just had to include some more of the photographs to go along with the ones I posted in Part 1. I’ve included a variety so feel free to let me know which one appeals to you most.

Gr8at: #EnchantedWoodland Part 1

I went to the delightful Enchanted Woodland at Syon Park yesterday. It was really was magical with sumptious and imaginative light displays. I took so many photos I’m going to put this in two parts. Is there one photo in particular that stands out to you? Has your lcoal area got into the same spirit?

Creative: The Hand of Nature

The cold, transparent, frozen, hand of Winter
with its heavy, shivering, fingers
and sharp yet fragile claws,
touches all it can see,
covering three season’s worth of nature
with its web of glass,
and the haunting words it uses
confirms its work has been done.

Spring’s hand gently yet forcefully
pushes Winter aside
with its leafy green, smooth, steady fingers,
and removes all of Winter’s trace
with a few brief touches
that have been rehearsed for so long,
concluding with a lovely melody
that it sings quietly with perfect rhythm.

Summer’s decorated, dextrous, talented hand
joyfully arrives,
waving goodbye to spring,
while at the same time
summoning the rest of the animal kingdom,
who are attracted,
by the infinite shades of yellow,
and the hypnotically enchanting
wordless song sung with such happiness.

Autumn’s hand gives a quiet signal
to the ever rejoicing Summer,
before the ever different creatures
are warned
by the warm, comforting, auburn
cloak more than hand,
through repeated murmers,
that those heavy, shivering fingers
are not far away.

Travel Snapshot: (Back Garden), London

Taken of the view from my window in the house I grew up