marandina

@marandina.bsky.social

Writer, poet, editor, loves sport, movies and other stuff. Writes fiction at abctales.com/user/marandina

‘Evening, and all my ghosts come back to me…I think about the field of grass I lay in once, Maybe I have not shaken the grass. I lay in a field of grass once, and then went on. Even the hollow my body made is gone.’ ~ Janice N. Harrington. 🖼️ Quietest Evening, Olga Kvasha, 2013.

Painting of dandelion clocks in long grass lit by evening sun of pink sky.

‘I postulate that cats started as psychic companions, as Familiars, and have never deviated from this function.’ ~ William S. Burroughs. This #BookWormSat wears whiskers for International Cat Day with cats, catting, cattiness and all things cattish in literature. 🐈‍⬛ Do join us.

🖼️ Bacchiacca, Portrait of a young lady holding a cat, c.1525.
The lady has red hair wrapped up in a blue scarf, she wears pearls and a yellow gown with a blue trim. She wears a green and red beaded bracelet and she holds a tabby cat in her arms. The background is a dark, olive green.

‘And nightly under the simple stars As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away, All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars Flying with the ricks, and the horses Flashing into the dark.’ ~ Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas for #BookWormSat 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 🖼️ Caspar David Friedrich, c.1836.

Owl in flight across full moon revealed in clouded night sky, painting.

‘All the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was air And playing, lovely and watery And fire green as grass.’ ~ Fern Hill, Dylan Thomas for #BookWormSat 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 🖼️ Akseli Gallen-Kallela, 1909.

Sun shining brightly over landscape, painting.

‘A fine gull on the tideflow,
All white with moon or snow,
Your beauty’s immaculate,
Shard like the sun, brine’s gauntlet.
Buoyant you’re on the deep flood,
A proud swift bird of fishfood.’ ~ Yr Wylan (The Seagull), Dafydd ap Gwilym. #BookWormSat 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 🖼️ Wilhelm Kuhnert, 1904.

Painting of seagulls in flight, fishing over ocean.

‘Thief of nests, though you winnow leaves No one accuses you, nor impedes you Fire won’t burn nor treason harm you. You shall not drown, as you’re aware, You’re never stuck, you’re angle-less air’ ~ Dafydd ap Gwilym, The Wind. #BookWormSat 🖼️ Emily Carr, 1939.

Tossed by the wind, painting, wind blowing through long grass and trees, sky in background.

Survey completed to give feedback to my local MP Dan Aldridge MP about firework policies going forward. Have asked for more compassionate and considerate usage to reduce traumatising impact on animals, especially cats and dogs. Not quite an activist but good to have a voice.

‘I have been a speckled snake on the hill, I have been a viper in Llyn. I have been a bill-hook crooked that cuts, I have been a ferocious spear With my chasuble and bowl’ ~ Taliesin Tomorrow, to mark the start of Wales’ National Eisteddfod, #BookWormSat will celebrate with Welsh literature.

🖼️ Arthur Rackham 
Illustration of two twisted pollard willow trees. Their gnarled trunks and sprawling, exposed root systems morph organically into one shared root base. At the bottom right, tucked safely among the roots and low shrubbery, a group of fairy creatures interact. A small, naked fairy figure sits on the ground with its back to the viewer, closely reading an open book. Next to it, two small elfin or goblin figures with pointed red caps watch on. The background portrays rolling, pastoral fields. A white chalk cliff or quarry cuts horizontally across the distant hillside. Nestled in the valley between the trees and the cliffs are small thatched-roof farmhouses surrounded by fenced fields and winding lanes.

I have written to BBC, ITV, Channel 4 and Sky asking them to include a reminder on their weather forecasts about treating dog walking with caution when temp is above 21C. Let's see what they come back with..

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