Native bluebells are out and springing up in the most unlikely places. Just singles, maybe a couple or a small batch of half a dozen. At Hawy, near Llandod there is a whole valley of them, and magnificent they are too. We’ve had some lovely experiences in Walesland, and these are some of the best.
Three months into playing in the tunnel, what is it looking like? https://youtu.be/L9Da85uCQUQ?is=4wKPIP_pLAxEz5gp
The cockchafer or the ‘doodlebug’, a nickname later given to the V-1 flying bomb of WWII…
The time is late afternoon, the date is early May, after some heavy rain and…
Our wild flower meadow and orchard is a riot of colour and activity from the…
and the Turkey is already fat! But rather incongruously she is in the garden! Not…