Rainbows and other dreams

I wonder how many rainbows are shining across the world at the same time? Today the sun is sparkling rainbows in the leaves and the grass as the wind rustles and a cloud like an angel floats over the house. Dreaming and awake on an autumn day. A tiny wagtail bobbing by the window and a huge brown buzzard lifting up when I open the front door as I go outside to catch this magical play between rain and sun. My friend Melanie took this picture the other day at the top of the track. You can just see the double rainbow. Two rainbows in the same place since then.

Are you inspired by rainbows? They always lift my heart. The colours seem to colour me.

magical rainbows I always feel blessed. When I was little I was given a book called ‘Bill Frog to the Rescue’. As I recall Santa needed special cold medicine to be able deliver presents and Bill Frog took it to him flying on a broom through a magical rainbow curtain. I will never forget the illustration across both pages. Anyone else know the book? (I think it existed…)

Young Dartmoor Ponies

Dartmoor Ponies, Nandita's DreamI’m sharing a photograph of a recently born Dartmoor foal with her mother, taken by Alice Carfrae. Several foals were born down by the house where I’m living on Dartmoor. I’ve noticed they often have a guardian horse with them too. Then they tend to join up with another mother and baby and eventually the larger herd. You can see the foals playing together or all lying down on their sides with their 4 legs straight out in front of them asleep while the herd grazes.

We have a rugged Dartmoor pony in the Nandita’s Dream book called Poppy. And Poppy walks with Nandita through a long winding tunnel in the dark as they head for the magical clearing in the rainforest, Watazee. It’s a preparation for Nandita’s epic climb to the crystal cave. Nandita has a lot of heart and so do the Dartmoor ponies. I love watching the young horses gallop flat out through the ferns, over the rocks and through the streams, enjoying their power, tossing their manes, sounding like thunder.