Last Innings

I only managed three shots before the Sun finally went down. This is why I titled the picture ‘Last Innings’. A couple of minutes later I would have missed it altogether. So, when it comes to capturing a Sunset or a Sunrise, preparation is key as in many things.

All that said, I hope the picture brings you a sense of peace and tranquillity.

Just now, I am trying to navigate my way around this new editor on Word Press. Not getting on too well with it just now but I guess change makes for progress. Hopefully, things will seem clearer to me soon but for now, I thought to post a picture until I begin to fathom things out, find my way and gain some sort of direction.

Still not sure where this ‘Blog thing’ is taking me. Sometimes I think I will just delete it, and have one thing less to do but so far I have resisted that. Anyway, we shall see.

Sending you best wishes always…

Blessed be…


(Image captured in Tankerton, Kent. Exposure settings 1/60 sec; f/16; ISO 250; Aperture Priority)

In search of me…

Hello to you from me.

Not been on here properly for a while as just taking some time to rediscover me. Just trying to reignite that spark within which has lost some of its glow. As I am not writing anything of note on here just now, I thought I would post a picture of a Straw Flower to wish you joy on whatever journey you find yourself on in this gift of life. Yellow is the colour of friendship and joy and of course everything connected to the Sun. I captured it on totally manual settings 1/125 sec f/11 ISO 400. I am in the process of resurrecting my photography business and practicing my skills.

I wish you all well always and hope you enjoy my picture as a token of Blograderie.

Blessed be!


Time Out…

Sometimes we have to take a step or a few steps back to catch our breath, take stock and maybe look at things from a different standpoint, perspective, whatever you want to call it.

Sometimes we get so caught up in our own minds, where the voices inside our heads clamour for attention giving us little or no peace at all.

We get side tracked,  we get lost, we go off at a tangent with no real sense of direction, no longer knowing where it is that we wanted to go in the first place. No wonder at times we feel lost, alone and a little stir crazy.

So, stepping back and even letting go of some stuff is a good thing! Actually, a great thing!

Anyway, hello again. It’s been a while since I wrote anything on here. Not because I did not want to but because I just did not know what to say, write, feel or even want to if I am honest but no, I did want to but was lost for words really. so there you have it. I have been feeling lost BUT I have decided to get a grip, give myself a kick and get myself out of this lockdown mentality. We are our own Gaolers (is that the right spelling?)

Life is what we choose to make it if we so choose to make it anything, and do you know what? I am in charge of my life, I hold the reins, the steering wheel, the accelerator and the brakes, I get to choose!

I choose a life of joy, adventure, ups and downs. I choose to live it my way, doing those things that make me feel alive.

So, here I am once more, for better for worse; in sickness and in health; for richer for poorer (though I would prefer richer). Not going to say ‘until death do us part’ as don’t like that bit!

That’s it for now! That’s all I have to say at this time! Oh, apart from I send you my very best wishes!

Blessed be!


© Liola Lee 2020






No holding of hands…

Who would have thought that we would be here?

A viral spreading the length of the land

Just elbows, no hugging,

No holding of hands.

Who would have believed a national lockdown?

The kids are off school, people are down.

Restrictions in place, queuing for food

Socially distant, a lowering mood.

The Country is in a state of distress,

The World all around, a Global mess.

Only essential travel allowed,

We’re in a Pandemic, under a cloud.

How did it happen? We’re really not sure,

Just what they tell us, a little not more.

A need to know basis, is what it seems,

Words and speeches, political stream.

The shelves were empty, clear and quite bare,

Toilet rolls, pasta, handwash not there.

In the beginning of this here dis-ease,

Buying in panic, shopping unease.

No gloves, no masks, no PPE,

Unless you pay a big fat fee,

Profiteering has appeared,

Raised its ugly head through fear.

Businesses closed, staff put on Furlough,

Banks giving loans, where once was unheard of.

Baking, making, crafting indoors,

Breads in the oven, no flour instore.

School now at home, parents now teachers,

Lessons online, and Zoom now a feature,

Of daily life as it has become,

For all of the many, and more and then some.

On the plus side, there really is,

Much that’s good, come out of this.

Neighbours showing much compassion,

Sharing love and sharing rations.

Frontline workers stepped up to the mark,

Caring and giving whatever the task.

The NHS and all those in service,

Giving their time just to serve us.

Every Thursday night each week,

People pour out, onto the street,

Pots and pans and clapping of  hands,

Heard for miles across the land.

Pollution has lowered, air is now cleaner,

Less cars on the road, environment greener.

Much to be learnt from this here disaster,

Will lessons be learnt being slower, not faster?

So much sadness for many lives lost,

So much delay, just look at the cost.

The death toll increased day by day,

The virus was staying not going away.

We have been in this together,

Life now different, life now tethered

To a new way, of how we do things,

Only time will tell, what that brings?

This will be a memory one day,

Record this time, have your say,

Write words down, tell your stories,

From the funny to the gory!

© Liola Lee 2020