Can spring be far behind?
Not quite what poet Percy Bysshe Shelley said, the full, correct, version that a poetryphile would recognise is “if winter comes can…”. […]

Not quite what poet Percy Bysshe Shelley said, the full, correct, version that a poetryphile would recognise is “if winter comes can…”. […]
Well, nearly! Came back from Hereford via whole valleys flooded with water. Recognised some of the water which passed our cottage. Drove […]
Shafenaker is the name, and I’ll do anything rather than the job I am employed to do. Regular readers will be aware […]
… when you visit the hygienist, you leave feeling that somehow, you’re just not good enough at doing something simple and everyday […]
Yup, it’s be nice to Sanders day. Early morning decision, not to go the Shrewsbury; heard on the radio that the High […]
Across the stile to the pond, and begin the spring clean. There are two large beech trees by the pond and their […]
The river, yesterday, Sunday 23th.
This morning at 5.30, the river was three feet above normal. When we emerge, the first thing, almost sub-consciously, is to listen […]
Yes, folks, it’s that time of year again, and I’m taking one for the team as it’s Sandie’s birthday. It’s the law, […]
As of dusk last night, both groundwater and river levels had fallen. The river was down to four feet above normal, and […]