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The sky was pure, flat gold like the background of a medieval picture. The ocean was gold too, in the offing, flecked with innumerable shadows. The nearer waves, though golden where their summits caught the light, were green on their slopes: first emerald, and lower down a lustrous bottle green, deepening to blue where they passed beneath the shadow of other waves. Far below him in a vast, momentary valley he saw the thing that had missed him. It was an irregularly shaped object with many curves and re-entrants. It was variegated in colour like a patch-work quilt-flame colour, ultramarine, crimson, orange, gamboge, and violet. It sat to the water like a skin, curving as the water curved. It took the wave’s shape at the top, so that for a moment half of it was already out of sight beyond the ridge and the other half still lying on the higher slope. This thing might have been thirty acres or more in area ... And that is the nature of the floating islands of Perelandra.'

Perelandra

“The sky was pure, flat gold like the background of a medieval picture. The ocean was gold too, in the offing, flecked with innumerable shadows. The nearer waves, though golden where their summits caught the light, were green on their slopes: first emerald, and lower down a lustrous bottle green, deepening to blue where they passed beneath the shadow of other waves.… Far below him in a vast, momentary valley he saw the thing that had missed him. It was an irregularly shaped object with many curves and re-entrants. It was variegated in colour like a patch-work quilt-flame colour, ultramarine, crimson, orange, gamboge, and violet. It sat to the water like a skin, curving as the water curved. It took the wave's shape at the top, so that for a moment half of it was already out of sight beyond the ridge and the other half still lying on the higher slope. This thing might have been thirty acres or more in area.… And that is the nature of the floating islands of Perelandra.”
Perelandra, Chapter 3 by C.S. Lewis

A cascading waterfall sparkles in the sunlight. A single branch from a tree on the edge of the falls hangs out precariously over the rushing water. In the crook of the branch a little bird has built a nest, peacefully perched above the turmoil.

Birdsnest Falls

An image of peace and safety in the midst of turmoil and danger.

This is my digital artwork, not a photograph.

A massive wave leaps up from rough seas, sparkling white and blue and turquoise in the blazing sunlight. Under the wave, about to be submerged, is a little town with a castle and medieval cottages built on a rocky headland.

Under the Wave

I love playing with water and other refractive materials in the sunlight.

Twin young ladies peer out from behind two trees down into a lush green glen between rocky hills, filled with little farms and hedgerows and stone walls and watered by a sparkling stream that cascades down the hills.

Glen of the Twins

Happy birthday to my twin nieces, Esther and Elodie! This is the sort of scene I'd like to be looking down on - they have so much to explore!

A silvery spider web covered with sparkling dew drops glitters in the warm sunlight of a fresh green spring morning. The tiny pink blossoms of a tree hang behind the web, reflected in the droplets.

Gems of a Spring Morning

I love mornings with lots of dew on the grass.

This is my digital artwork, not a photograph.