Stitchwort and the bluebell woods.

Jesus speaking: ‘ Whoever eats my flesh, and drinks my blood, has eternal life; and I will raise them up at the last day.’ John 6:54 ( strange this last day it comes in verse 40 ) ‘And this is the will of Him (God) that sent me, that everyone who sees the Son and believes on Him, may have everlasting life; and I will raise him up in the last day.’ John 6: 40

And then this:

Jesus speaking: ‘ No person can come to me, except the Father which sent me draw them: and I will raise them at the last day.’ John 6: 44

Christ is risen, and that is our joy.

Let’s look at stitchwort in the bluebell woods and think about position.

Stitchwort edges the bluebell woods and weaves itself through  the bluebells close to the paths. I picked two stems to feel them. The stem snaps, and being 4-angled, they do not roll between ones fingers easily. The flowers have five white petals, each split halfway the length.

I was carrying these two stems when I saw a child about 4 or 5 years old and heard a child’s commanding voice:

‘ You are not allowed to pick the bluebells.’

I looked down and said:

‘ You are right! Look, these are Stitchwort.’

The parents had caught up and looked concerned. 

‘ We need more ambassadors for the Bluebells. Well done!’ I said.

This year, so far, no one is camping in them, and we all seem to be keeping to the paths.

Here are three photographs and a bit to be said about each:

The Edvard Munch Museum in Oslo has a painting  where the cut end of a log is a large circular focus, making the length of the log stretch. Looking at it gave me a grand feeling of how big the tree had been.

I took the above photograph with this in mind and then tried to paint it to make the fallen tree look grand.

The next day, we were walking in the woods, and after spending time painting and only slightly bending the end of the log, I couldn’t believe that the end was as high as my waste.

A  change in my position of photographing it produced this, or had someone turned it?

Let us travel with the word position.

‘ A state of shock is what results when a gap opens up between events and our initial ability to explain them. When we find ourselves in that position without a story, without our moorings, a great many people become vulnerable to authority figures telling us to fear and relinquish our rights for the greater good. ‘

Naomi Klein ( born 1970. She is a Canadian author, social activist, and filmmaker. )

‘ Cowardice asks the question, is it safe?

Expediency asks the question, is it politic?

Conscience asks the question, is it right?’

Martin Luther King, Jnr (1929-1968 American Baptist minister; activist and political philosopher. )

‘ Every thread of creation is held in position by still other strands of things living.’

Don McLean ( born 1945. An American singer- song writer and guitarist.)

Take care,

Sandy 🙂