- Town Fox
- Whispered (updated 2020) - For it was not into my you whispered but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul. Judy Garland
- Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. Rumi
- Dear friend. I felt shelter to speak to you. Emily Dickinson
- “You were once wild here. Don’t let them tame you.” Isadora Duncan
- You are always new. The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest
- Unable are the loved to die for love is immortality. Emily Dickinson
- The trees began to whisper and the wind began to blow. And in the wild march morning I heard them call my soul. Alfred Lord Tennyson
- Delight in the little things. Rudyard Kipling
- Yule blessings
- Live gently upon this earth (2020)
- Symondsbury
- The badgers on a fallen tree - with words by Rumi
- Sleeping fox in the window box
- Secret Gate - with words by J R R Tolkien
- Guillaume Apollinaire — 'Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.'
- This is my happy place - West Bay - Dorset
- Live gently upon this earth
- Rabbits
- How lovely is the silence of growing things
- Ammonite heart
- Clydesdales
- The soul has no concept of borders. Only the concept of love : Rumi (I think)
- I just miss you
- Everything was made bright by her. She was the smile that shed light all around her. Leo Tolstoy
- If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time. Marcel Proust
- Adopt the pace of nature. Her secret is patience. Ralph Waldo Emerson
- There is no remedy for love but to love more. Henry David Thoreau
- Grey horses - using words from The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett
- Unfurling fronds with words by Monet
- Long Tailed Tits - Family, like the branches on a tree.
- Hope
- The little cares that fretted me, I lost them yesterday. Elizabeth Barrett Browning
- To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few. Emily Dickinson
- Stand off
- The owl - Colmers Hill
- Glastonbury Tor - I desired always to stretch the night and fill it fuller and fuller with dreams
- Go forth under the open sky and list to natures teachings. Willian Cullen Bryant
- Swallowtail
- Nature - with words by William Wordsworth. Set in Dartmoor.
- The family
- A little step may be the beginning of a great journey
- Fox amongst the Honesty
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