evening's beauty

Just some pics from a walk down to the seaside this evening.

So lucky

Evening loveliness

Yesterday evening's visitors

 look away archnophobes - the once was a bee supper

and light netted by leaf and web

 then this eveining

 astonishing light

and the sky

 ringing with the chatter of crows

evening walk

Yesterday, in line with my commitment to walk regularly, I took myself to the sea again. I marched down the hill lickety split, as the sun was low in the sky and I wanted to be able to watch it dip behind the bulk of the Downs. I got there just in time to see its disc gradually slip down, down, down behind their dark mass.

 The tide was out, and the shore stretched like a rippled mirror in front of me

 small stones and sculpted sand bringing texture to the reflections

and a pair of very happy little dogs came racing beside the waves, delighted to be out in the evening air with a willing slave to throw ball for them

I really must make sure I do this often. it does the soul good as well as the body

recent pleasures

I've taken a number of pictures recently; things that caught my eye which I thought you might enjoy.

two evenings ago, the rolling clouds spilling over the rim of Beachy Head at low tide, 

the lights of Eastbourne lining the edge of the water

 watched by evening beach visitors - reminding me of Friedrich and Kroyer

the colour hard to capture, almost surreal

yesterday the little fox, taking his ease on the grass next door

 keeping a sharp eye on me, quietly stepping down the lawn to capture his face through the trees

 and just now, in the night garden, peppered with small night noises, the Plough hanging above the trees

 the nearly full moon

 rising over the house

Good night ....

Day into night

sunset and seashore

yesterday evening Jen and I went for a walk down to the seaside and back
the sun was setting behind the trees as we walked down the hill

 twigs and branches tracing lace across the evening sky

when we got to the beach the tide was out and people were wandering along the margins,

 the shoreline softened into haze in the distance

earth bones reflected in the water

  rivulets of sea sculpted sand

and the great sun slowly slipped behind houses

 and sank

in a shimmer of light

gradually growing

This is where my little tapestry is now.

Next class tomorrow. I'm worrying that I shouldn't have done so much, will look like a show off, will have done it all wrong and all that silly nonsense, but the activity is so fulfilling I just kept going. To begin with I was just trying out stuff; how does this colour weave in with this? why have I got two warp threads above the weft and how do I fix it? what happens when things meet and merge? But gradually the  rhythm of weaving takes over; in out in out, then easy through on the way back; colours blend and I felt the need for something planetary at the heart of the piece. I have a stash of yarns that I must have bought a good ten years ago as they "might come in useful"! They have been moved with me several times and cost all of £1.75 for a goodly pile of different colours and different lengths, all off cuts from something or other, found in a craft shop and perfectly suited to someone who is trying out some thing new but would be worried about using anything "too good" for that trying out. The shades are soft and natural and gradually this warm sun-like shape emerged. I had in mind sunsets and Jupiter. My dear one, who grew up in Africa says it is a perfect African sun sinking on the horizon. So be it. I shall take that thought and try and weave more warmth and light into it, but also darks, as without the night we have no balance or rest.

evening

this evening was like this

Subtle gradings of colour captured by the trees,

entangled in the light catcher, 

soft gloaming