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I’m Emma; keen blogger, nature lover and eternal optimistic.
I have enjoyed writing ever since I can remember, from writing short stories during my childhood, to guest blogging with translation agency, Planet Veritas.
The things I write about here are inspired by nature, things I have read or purely from my imagination!
- Gorgeous iris flower with a background of buttercups #365dayswild #springcolours #brightandbeautifulSuch a lovely sight to see - a white rose coming into flower #365dayswild #roses #springtimeA harlequin ladybird soaking up the sunshine #365dayswild #lookcloser #sunnydayBlue lit late night skies #365dayswild #takeamoment #lightereveningsThe smiling face of a daisy in the sunshine! #365dayswild #sunnyday #takeamomentPretty tulip opening up to the sunshine #365dayswild #sunshinemakesushappy #springflowers
Tag Archives: nature
Days like today when you’re stretched out in a chair in the garden, soaking up the sunshine and listening to the birds, are just perfect. They teach you about being present and the art of just being in the moment. … Continue reading
Every year it’s the same, we enter into the new year faced with cold weather and dark evenings, then slowly, day by day, we see more light and more life. Last week, I saw a bunch of fresh snowdrops and … Continue reading
It is bitterly cold now. The leaves are well and truly off the trees and the landscape looks bleak and unforgiving. What we don’t see, however, is all the energy at the core of the trees and plants keeping them … Continue reading
Trees. I think they’re wonderful! Trees in the city, still wonderful but they do seem to have a rougher deal. No rich soil around them, no pure darkness, no real clusters like in woodlands and forests. And yet many do … Continue reading
November has arrived in a flash. I barely had time to part with October and we are now on a rollercoaster ride towards Christmas. What a strange disconnect then between our cycles and nature’s cycles. Whilst we do mad dashes … Continue reading