Tuesday 10th August 2004

Eyes towards heaven - and down to earth. A perfect blue sky with cotton wool clouds this morning. You cannot see, but I could hear, at least three buzzards mewing in this firmament, such a distinctive call that I always leave whatever I am doing indoors and rush outside, in the hope that I might catch a glimpse of the mother bird teaching her two fledglings how to rise and circle on the thermals, as she has done every summer for several years now.
Even when they are far off, it is a glorious sight - in fact, even more glorious, as they soar and disappear from human eye. What magnificent space and freedom - it makes this human feel very small.
And then, the much more down to earth pleasure of seeing my ceramic pot collection at my feet. I have a passion for blue glazes - and particularly in the garden, where they seem to throw other colours into high contrast, and provide eye catching accents of colour in a sea of green.
The lobster pot shaped container is a particular favourite - bought ridiculously cheaply last summer, it has given me pleasure throughout the year. It needs no plants in it to be beautiful, with a sensuous, mottled, Raku type glaze thet just begs for a hand to be run over it.

Journal Prompt. Go outside today - look up above your eyeline - and down towrds the ground. What do you see that you would not normally notice in a "straight gaze ahead" kind of day?

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