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I'm curious about a lot of things. Never enough books. Love b&w photography and art. Oh, and by the way, I have a thing for lighthouses. NO POLITICS 🚫
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You may well need to click on this image to see it in full. But I hope you do as you should enjoying the huge old moon I painted at the top. This is painted on Italian watercolour paper. You can't using masking fluid, you can't rub out and you can layer too much or it'll disintegrate. I love it.

Lower Fishguard

Cats of Hookland – an occasional series. Marjorie Fullfur, guardian of St. Mary's at Ragstow. #Cats

#shakespearesunday "...within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a King.." 👑 Richard 2 2.3

Good Sunday morning from Cape Bonavista, NL! 🇨🇦 #shareyourweather #nlwx #Newfoundland

For all our measurements and unearthed facts, the shadow of the Long Neolthic extends far beyond the physical realm. For its umbra also contains stories, portals to wonder. It is told in artefacts of mystery. – Dr. K. Brophy #StandingStoneSunday

She stands at the stoplight.There are no cars but the world is brought to a halt.Nearby a thoroughbred stamps at the ground,steam billowing from nostrils. She imagines the horse galloping,leaping over fences into freedom.She waits until the light turns. #vssdaily stoplight #vss365 thoroughbred

It's wet and horrible here, so time to pick a book from the tbr pile and settle in. #BookChatWeekly

And this morning the Shed is a Fabergé egg: a thing of delicate filigree and lapis glaze, containing worlds of invention and minuscule discovery...

Stay yet another day, thou trusty Welshman: R2 2:4 #ShakespeareSunday

Sunday plans: Sleeping Fox, Jacques-Laurent Agasse.

O, let my sovereign turn away his face, and bid his ears a little while be deaf, till I have told this slander of his blood how God and good men hate so foul a liar. King Richard II (1,1) #ShakespeareSunday

"I wonder that you will still be talking, Signor Benedick; nobody marks you." - Much Ado (A1, S1) #ShakespeareSunday

As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Richard II [V, 2] #ShakespeareSunday

“God give me joy to wear it! For my heart is exceeding heavy.” Much Ado About Nothing [III, 4] #ShakespeareSunday Ursula (Rachel Kempson), Hero (Geraldine McEwan) and Margaret (Zoe Caldwell) in Much Ado About Nothing, 1958, directed by Douglas Seale. Photo by Angus McBean © RSC

Today's #ShakespeareSunday theme, inspired by the currently running productions in London: RICHARD II and MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING!

" Which is the villain? let me see his eyes, That, when I note another man like him, I may avoid him:" - Much Ado About Nothing (A5, S1) #ShakespeareSunday

“God? Give me patience!” ~ Much Ado About Nothing (A2,S3). #ShakespeareSunday #BBC

A big canvas from three years ago 🖼️ #art #artinbluesky

Goodnight from the grey-coated roe deer ghosts of February’s past, still searching for ivy in Angle Wood. Goodnight from Christopher Rushbrook, wondering why people say ‘the sleep of the dead’ when so many of the bastards refuse to rest. Goodnight from Hookland.

Happy #Caturday from my buddy, Saku.

'If you shiver, someone is walking over your future grave.' -William Henderson 🎨Dillon Samuelson #BookWormSat

‘Darkness had no effect upon my fancy, and a churchyard was to me merely the receptacle of bodies deprived of life, which, from being the seat of beauty and strength, had become food for the worm.’ ~ Mary Shelley, Frankenstein. #BookWormSat 🪦⛪️⚰️ 🖼️ Herbert Edward Peart, 1924.

Waiting..❄️✨

Mist hidden morning, We hear the geese coming home, The world feels complete. #dailyhaikuprompt geese mist.

The silence of stars, Keepers of all our secrets, We look for more space.. #scifaikusaturday secret #blueskyrelay space

Frozen leaves.

‘Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree’s shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould’ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.’ ~Thomas Gray, Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard, 1751. #BookWormSat 🪦⚰️⛪️ 🖼️ B Haughton

Endless glacier from Alaskan wilderness… Captured with a drone, flying from our camp on the left mountain. #bluesky #photography #mountains #art #nature #landscape

Calder Island lighthouse

St Govan's Chapel

Abereiddy

Puffins

Thanks to everyone for the likes and shares

🖼️ Valerie Greely

"'...you know there's one thing certain-- that, practically speaking, all our subjects have been murdered.'" The Body Snatcher Robert Louis Stevenson #BookWormSat

I thought you said the cask of Amontillado was in your wine cellar. It is, I said. The wine cellar is just beyond these tombs where the dead of my family are kept. Surely, you are not afraid of walking through the tombs… #bookwormSat 💙📚

#BookWormSat “The night is fine such nights the dead Seek out the living, I’ve heard said. And ere one thinks, one’s grave is near— Say, my beloved, dost thou fear?” From The Wedding Shirt by Karel Jaromír Erben, translated by Flora Pauline Wilson Kopta. Art by Míla Fürstová.

“In life there is nothing more than life, in death nothing more than death: we are being born and dying at every moment.” ✍️ Penny Colman, Corpses, Coffins, and Crypts: A History of Burial #BookWormSat 🎨Sergi Cadenas

"It said simply: Deverill 1720-1762. Nothing more. No rest in peace... Cassie said he must have been poor and ugly, wicked and unloved, so that no-one was willing to pay to have him rest in peace." Vivien Alcock, The Haunting of Cassie Palmer. #BookWormSat #ITVDrama #1980s

‘There, in one of the great boxes, of which there were fifty in all, on a pile of newly dug earth, lay the Count! He was either dead or asleep.’ ~ Bram Stoker’s Dracula. #BookWormSat ⛪️ 🪦 ⚰️ 🖼️ Illustration from a Swedish edition of Dracula (Mörkrets makter), 1900.

The town, the churchyard, and the setting sun, The clouds, the trees, the rounded hills all seem, Though beautiful, cold — strange — as in a dream I dreamed long ago, now new begun. On Visiting The Tomb of Burns / John Keats Caspar David Friedrich #BookWormSat

#BookWormSat “We have put her living in the tomb!” ― Edgar Allan Poe, The Fall of the House of Usher IIlustration by Harry Clarke

🖼️ José Agustín Arrieta, C19th. #Caturday

'Always weeping, always weeping, from the crib to the grave' -Jan Van Beers (translated) 🎨Jakub Schikaneder #BookWormSat

Artist and photographer Jill Bliss who explores and documents the rain coastal forests of the Pacific Northwest, creating nature-inspired work #womensart