Waking Up – a poem

Waking Up

I woke today to a blue sky
And bright sunshine.
Pink and white blossom
Gaily gleamed on the trees.
Bright green buds,
Responding to the warmth,
Opened,
Spilling forth their nascent green
To dress the bush and tree
In fresh verdant uniform.
All so bright and cheerful,
So new and fresh.
Today it felt as if the world had woken up.

Opher – 12.5.2019

I love the reawakening of nature. The birds are singing, nesting and the world feels fresh.
It is as if we have a new start.
I wish we could wipe the slate clean and really begin again. What a great world we could make.

A couple of my favourite wave an rock photos

You have to click on them to get the full impact of the photo.

Soft Pink Blancmange – a poem.

Soft Pink Blancmange

 

A soft pink blancmange

Singing with electricity

Alive

With dreams.

 

A folded gelatine

Infused with chemistry

Alive

With ideas.

 

A throbbing mass

Network of mystery

Alive

With awareness

 

A strange organ

Spawning memory

Alive

A universe.

 

A cellular matrix

Containing our personality

Alive

Our history.

 

Opher – 27.2.2019

 

 

The brain is such a mystery. It sits, throbs and contains the whole universe.

All our senses record, our mind dreams, is reduced to digital firing and appears as pictures.

Nothing is real. Nothing is as it seems.

The whole universe is in our heads.

Nothing is real.

Not all the News is Bad News!!

Here’s a bit of good news to cheer everyone up!

I hope it cheers up your day with a bit of heartwarming!

thank you Graham!

Fabulous coloured tree bark in Tasmania.

Some of the Eucalyptus trees have the most beautiful patterns and colours. This one was at the side of the lake. When you wet the trunk the colours were exquisite – yellows and reds! Fabulous.

More of Norfolk’s beauty

I loved the desolation and flatness of Norfolk. It is different.

A Leaf Insect from the Smokey Mountains

I used to keep stick insects when I was a kid. It was great to find a leaf insect. Its mimicry of leaves was fantastic. A beautiful insect.

Moths and Beetles from The Smokey Mountains.

Being a Biologist I just love nature. It was fantastic to find these great huge moths and beetles. They are so beautiful.

The Smokey Mountains of North Carolina and Tenessee

In 2008 we stayed in a cabin up in the mountains among the Smokey Mountains. It was a magical period of time. The mountains were very picturesque and full of wildlife.

The Oldest Thing in My Possession.

The Oldest Thing in My Possession.

 

Working from this title I find myself grappling with a number of concepts:

Do we really ever possess anything? Or do we just borrow it for a period of time before destroying it or passing it on?

Would the oldest things be the rocks we have in our garden?

I put aside those philosophical considerations.

I own many old things – one of which is my body. I have a number of minerals that I still keep from my childhood museum. I used to collect minerals. I liked crystals and rocks. They delight me. Some of them are probably billions of years old. But I decided, on an arbitrary whim, that I would not include them.

Probably the oldest thing in my possession is a fossil ammonite. (I also used to collect fossils).

This particular ammonite has a metallic sheen, its calcareous skeleton replaced by metallic salts. I found it on the beach between Charmouth and Lyme Regis when, as a boy, I went fossil hunting with my parents. So it has sentimental value.

Ammonites are the remains of creatures that went extinct sixty five million years ago. They abounded in the warm, shallow seas at the time of the dinosaurs. They were creatures related to present day squid and cuttlefish – their nearest surviving relative being the nautilus. The looked like an octopus with a spiral shell.

I hold that in my hand and think.

I can remember walking along those beaches back in the late fifties with my parents and getting excited about the huge ammonites in the boulders (they have all been carted off to museums now).

I can imagine the creature that inhabited this spiral beauty of a shell swimming around in the sea above my head.

What was once so plentiful is now no more. The seas were teeming with these creatures. Sixty five million years ago it would have been unthinkable that they are all gone. Now they are a layer in a cliff.

We too will one day be reduced to a layer in the rocks.

It also makes me think of global warming. Where I am sitting was once covered in warm tropical water. These creatures swam above my head. Much of Britain and the world was under water.

Would it be such a bad thing if it became like that again?

Terrible for us I know. Most of our cities and agricultural land are close to sea level. They would be gone. It would likely signal the end of civilisation and possibly our own demise.

Is it such a bad thing to be reduced to a layer in the rocks?

I turn that fossil in my hand and I wonder.