Loch an Eilein, Cairngorms National Park
Winter really has not happened this year, this is an image from last March on a day of morning ice and stunning clarity of light. I’m pleased with how it came out, from the stones under the ice in the foreground, to the snowy Cairngorms behind. I love the transition from winter to early spring as the light strengthens, and the quality of light on these bright sparkly mornings.
This week – one of my favourite poems ever, by Brian Patten. Think Big!
You Can’t Be That
I told them:
When I grow up
I’m not going to be a scientist
Or someone who reads the news on TV.
No, a million birds will fly through me.
I’M GOING TO BE A TREE!They said,
You can’t be that. No, you can’t be that.I told them:
When I grow up
I’m not going to be an airline pilot,
A dancer, a lawyer or an MC.
No, huge whales will swim in me.
I’M GOING TO BE AN OCEAN!They said,
You can’t be that. No, you can’t be that.I told them:
I’m not going to be a DJ,
A computer programmer, a musician or beautician.
No, streams will flow through me,
I’ll be the home of eagles;
I’ll be full of nooks, crannies, valleys and fountains.
I’M GOING TO BE A RANGE OF MOUNTAINS!They said,
You can’t be that. No, you can’t be that.I asked them:
Just what do you think I am?
Just a child, they said,
And children always become
At least one of the things
We want them to be.They do not understand me.
I’ll be a stable if I want, smelling of fresh hay,
I’ll be a lost glade in which unicorns still play.
They do not realize I can fulfil any ambition.
They do not realize among them
Walks a magician.– Brian Patten