Kizzia Mildmay

Word Herder and Yarn Wrangler

A view of the stream from a bank set on a sharp bend, so it looks as if the photographer is standing in the water to take the shot. The water is dark and muddied, the reflections of the woods surrounding it partial and shaken with the ripples in the water. The banks are a tangle of greenery, the trees bear moss and ivy rather than leaves. In the distance is just possible to pick out the bridge crossing the stream.

Outdoor Advent Day 20

December 20, 2020

The things we want are transformative, and we don’t know or only think we know what is on the other side of that transformation. Love, wisdom, grace, inspiration – how do you go about finding these things that are in some ways about extending the boundaries of the self into unknown territory, about becoming someone … More Outdoor Advent Day 20

A thicket of trees in an autumnal wood, the trunks part gilded by the late morning light. There are still some green leaves left and together with the shape of the trunks it looks like a fairy glade. The sky above is brilliant blue.

Outdoor Advent Day 12

December 12, 2020

Once you said a thing, it could never be taken back and would be taken up and repeated and altered and told again, no matter how misshapen and out of true. Better to say nothing. page 39, Bellman and Black by Diane Setterfield This picture captures some of the feyness of the woods tin that … More Outdoor Advent Day 12