Bonsai: My Other Love ~ in Portland…

My bonsai have had a rough time of it lately, and they are not looking their best, especially now most of them have shed their leaves and are ready for a long sleep. I worry about the amount of rain we have had lately and if they have a good enough drainage system.

Early this year, at repotting time, I had changed their soil for a new mixture, one I haven’t used before. They seem to be coping well with being constantly drenched, but only time will tell. I will have to wait until spring to see what happens.

I came across this lovely post the other day about a bonsai garden in Portland. I thoroughly enjoyed walking around and seeing all the wonderful trees.

Twelve acres of stunning Japanese garden, nestled in the Washington Park in Portland – and with a wonderful Bonsai collection on display – the Portland Japanese Garden is stunning! In this video we tour the garden, but of course we focus on the Bonsai collection first! If you want to learn more about Bonsai, consider enrolling in one of our Online Bonsai Courses. For the curriculums and free lectures, go to: https://www.bonsaiempire.com/courses

Jaye’s Days… My Perfect Moment…

After what has seemed like a very long time, I have found my perfect moment.

I finally managed to get to the sea, and the sun was shining. A strong breeze from the water created some medium-sized but beautiful waves.

We had visited this beach the week before, but the weather was atrocious that day, and we nearly froze. The weather report was more favourable yesterday, so we made the journey again.

I have been trying to snatch a few precious moments to get my sea fix, and it was beginning to look like it might never happen.

The sea is my soul mate and very special to me. I need to commune with the spirits of the deep regularly.

Seeing how my health seems to be slowly deteriorating, I need to keep my soul happy, or I may give up. So yesterday was invaluable for several reasons.

Once on the seafront, the family were busy fussing about coffee or something to eat, but the sea was calling me, and I wandered slowly down the shingle beach and headed for the water. Almost immediately, the deafening sound of the waves beaching and the sweeter sound of the water filtering through the shingle lifted me out of this world. A world where I was completely at home.

I wanted to sit down, stay awhile, and enjoy the moment, but the shingle was wet, so I perched on a breakwater, mesmerised by the crashing waves.

I managed to film my perfect long-awaited moment on my phone, so I could share the moment with you…

Silent Sunday… Enjoy!

Video by Engin Akyurt from Pixabay 

#Empty Rooms… #Poetry

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay 
I found my sisters artwork hidden 
in the shadow of her empty rooms
An old sketch caught my eye
Bright sparks, stars, orbit over our house
Damp air from my open window
made me hold my breath
A sudden swirl, lifting dry leaves
The rustle made me think of her footsteps
Something I haven’t heard in over a year
Harsh words had passed between us
Christmas coming up, I keep my fingers crossed
We can make things better around the family table
I breathe slow, as we pull a cracker together
Fingers crossed; we can put the harsh words behind us…

©AnitaDawes2022

Enjoy!

Not so Silent Sunday…

I needed this!

#BlogBattle ~ Merge ~ #Poetry

December #BlogBattle: Merge

Carrie doesn’t live here anymore
I walk from room to room
The air that wrapped her, touches me
Echoing past time
The cushion on her chair sags with age
Pointing at me, accusingly. screaming
Why doesn’t Carrie live here anymore?
I melt into the wallpaper
Old, musty, dry walls
I feel the weight of age
I see the room through faded colours
Tears held by fading flowers
Paper peeling like old skin
I feel like a ticking clock without the tick
Worn out by time, the hands stuck 
At ten past twelve
I see it on the mantelpiece
The fire long cold, 
as Carrie doesn’t live here anymore
A cold breeze rolled the walls
That’s when I realised, I no longer live here…

© AnitaDawes 2021

Jaye’s Week ~ Escape

It had been a long, busy, and complicated week and by Friday, I knew I had to escape, if only for a short while, or risk having a king-sized meltdown.

The weather wasn’t promising but that didn’t put me off.

The BW (boy wonder) was all for it, as he was just as frustrated as I was. Anita, however, is still not as strong as she would like to be, so took a little persuading as she doesn’t like being too far from the safety and comfort of home.

Luck was on my side for once, and in the afternoon, we piled into the car and made for the coast, the grey, overcast skies following us all the way. But the rain stayed away.

The sea was as calm as a mill pond, so not very inspiring, but we did catch the hovercraft coming and going, always a sight to behold.

We ended up walking along the sea front to Southsea Rock Gardens, one of my favourite places to walk around. Almost on the beach, this wonderful garden is full of wonderful plants and maintained by volunteers, and a grand job they do. Read my favourite post about this place.

I think it’s always a lovely place to visit, especially knowing the sea is right there and just as we were going to leave, this unusual visitor turned up, making the day even more special!

Anita enjoyed our escape and didn’t get too tired.

Me? I was grateful for the chance to get out of the house for a change!

(I wonder what this week will bring!)

Special Sunday…

We finally made it to the sea yesterday.

The sun was shining but the wind was bitterly cold and I didn’t care.

I walked down to the surf and just stood there, allowing the sight, sound and smell of the sea do its magic.

All set for a fabulous week now!

( You are all welcome to enjoy the moment…)

#The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 489 ~ #Poetry

When silence comes knocking like a jackhammer
It’s time to run
Check your bank account
It may not be a good time to take a risk
So shelve that new idea
Don’t let that heavy metal feeling bend your spine
Shake the cobwebs from your mind
Try not to step into it when crossing the yard
Shower, soaped, you dry yourself down
Your mind wrapped in a haze
sleeping within the sound of silence…

© anita dawes 2021

#MacroMonday…

A little bit of magic for this most unusual Monday!

 

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