Thursday, 30 September 2010

Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Holy Isle #6

From the south end, looking north along the coast of Holy Island with the peaks of Arran in the distance.

Tuesday, 28 September 2010

Sun Halo

22° circular sun halo with circumzenithal arc visible in the top of the picture.
Taken from my garden, Norway.

Close-up of the not-very-often-seen circumzenithal arc.
If you'd like to know more about these atmospheric optical phenomena, then follow this link

Monday, 27 September 2010

Sunday, 26 September 2010

Saturday, 25 September 2010

Friday, 24 September 2010


Thursday, 23 September 2010

Wednesday, 22 September 2010

Tuesday, 21 September 2010


The peaks of north Arran, taken from the summit of Holy Island.

Monday, 20 September 2010

Cairn #2

Sunday, 19 September 2010


Saturday, 18 September 2010

The Meditator

“After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with colour, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.”

Richard Dawkins

Friday, 17 September 2010

Thursday, 16 September 2010

Five Short Chapters

by Portia Nelson


I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost ... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.


I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
but, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.


I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in ... it's a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.


I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.


I walk down another street.

Wednesday, 15 September 2010

Tuesday, 14 September 2010

Monday, 13 September 2010

Lighthouse #7

Pillar Rock Lighthouse

Sunday, 12 September 2010

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

~ Rumi ~

Saturday, 11 September 2010

Friday, 10 September 2010

Night #4

The jetty on Holy Island,
with the lights of Lamlash across the water

Thursday, 9 September 2010

Holy Island #5

Taken from Lamlash, Isle of Arran

Wednesday, 8 September 2010

Out beyond ideas ...

Out beyond ideas of wrong doing and right doing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase 'each other'
doesn't make any sense.

Tuesday, 7 September 2010



Monday, 6 September 2010

River Dart


Sunday, 5 September 2010



Saturday, 4 September 2010

New Bridge


Friday, 3 September 2010

Thursday, 2 September 2010


Wednesday, 1 September 2010

Holne Woods