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The excursion is booked…

the picnic is planned, the pacamac is stowed, the folding rain hat has been stretched and re-folded, the seats have…

4 years ago

Lost and not found…

I’m sorry to report that I’ve lost it.  Finally, gone doolally, bonkers, unhinged, maniacal, deranged, potty and turned into a…

4 years ago

A morning shopping…

At the Old Railway Line, Three Cocks. In view of the latest news on Covid, and a personal phone call…

4 years ago

Frozen peas

Strange old year “weatherwise” (dislike that habit of adding “wise” to words - my temperaturewise rises). Almost no rain in…

4 years ago

The Lark descending.

I haven’t seen or heard a Lark for years, and now I’ve taken a photo of one I still can’t…

4 years ago

Bluebells.

Native bluebells are out and springing up in the most unlikely places. Just singles, maybe a couple or a small…

4 years ago

Frogs porn…

This year the frogs have been busy, as usual, doing what comes naturally which has meant that the pond has…

5 years ago

True grit…

The River Wye, early this morning (the sun is just up) in March. The river is at its summer level…

5 years ago

Storm Christoph…

The highest surge we’ve had so far this winter has been 4’6” above normal, we’ll see how high we go…

5 years ago

A snowy drive…

To get straw. Across to Pen y Bont to get a bale (large obvs) for the Donks. We got 20…

5 years ago