At twelve o’clock today it’s twelve o’clock – midday. This absurd ritual is discombobulating and typically puts one out of sorts for a day or two. If we find it difficult then the animals also are put out.
No matter how clearly and how often we explain it they remain unimpressed, sceptical doesn’t even cover it. However, a half-hour delay last night and a full hour delay this morning hopefully has cracked it and we have migrated to the new time.
Anyway, Autumn was predominantly prominent on the sniffathon this morning.
A twmffat is Welsh for funnel, an affectionate name for a complete eejit! Said entity…
Impatiens glandulifera, Himalayan balsam, is a large annual plant native to the Himalayas. Via human…
A gulp of Cormorants. Apparently that’s the collective noun; or a swim (I like that).…
Hot weather on the way, and we don’t like it. We generally don’t stop, there’s…
Three months into playing in the tunnel, what is it looking like? https://youtu.be/L9Da85uCQUQ?is=4wKPIP_pLAxEz5gp