Monthly Archives: September 2017

185. Lilies of the Field (Scripture 1)

SAMSUNG DIGITAL CAMERA“And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?” (Matthew 6:28-30 ESV)


photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017


184. Imagination Conclusions


This rose seemed so bright that with its ragged edges it looked as though it were on fire. Our imaginations can be set aflame by so many different things, if we are looking with the right eyes, that it can sometimes be hard to dampen them down again. I wonder why we do. I wonder too, if part of becoming “like little children” is to regain that sense of awe that fires our imaginations into seeing the presence of God in burning bushes (and flaming roses) everywhere. This leads us on rather nicely to our next subject in our world of seeing, Scripture.

text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017


182. Two Snails (Imagination 12)

two snails imagination

Sometimes it is not simply the visual before us that powers our imagination, but the story that we see unfolding, in this case, perhaps the conversation that these two snails have just had before heading their separate ways. Was it simply a greeting, “Nice day Ernie,” and a nod, or was it an argument about the best hiding places in our garden? How would you tell if a snail was in a huff, do you think?

text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017


179. Snail with a Flower in her Hair (Imagination 9)

snail with a flower in her hair

I’m not sure whether this snail does the hula when we are not looking, but the idea that she might, is enough. I think that maybe this kind of seeing with childlike eyes and imagination never left me except during the years at university when I stopped enjoying reading. Afterwards, when I got ill, it was a few years before I was cognitively well enough to read, and I still cannot do it for very long at all. But losing myself in other worlds, whether reading or writing them, or seeing them all around me, has been a saving grace. Not being able to watch tv or cope with hardly any sensory input, has made my inner world and outer seeing, much more lively and abundant. Everything has become gift.

text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017

178. Crow’s Nest (Imagination 8)

crow's nest (imagination)

Sometimes a sight will set our imagination off rather than look like something other than itself. In this case, I saw a crow’s nest right atop a tree, and immediately imagined a Lost Boy up there, looking out through a spyglass for land to crow about. Pirates could be around any corner, and Peter Pan can sail up a High Street. If you know how to look for him, you might see him too.

text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017


177. Skellington (Imagination 7)


What’s this? This dried leaf looked so much to me like Jack Skellington’s head that I had to laugh. Even dead things can bring life, story, humour, imagination, at times. Of course it does help at moments like these if you’ve watched Tim Burton films or read Grimms’ Fairy Tales, or the stories of Washington Irving. Anything that feeds our imagination helps it grow wild and free.


text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017