Of gorse it is in flower, at this time of year. Remarkable as it seems, differing bushes, or even stems,…
Apres le parapluie. Doesn’t make any sense, really, but saying it convinces me I can speak fluently and effortlessly ,…
Early longest-day morning. Can I say that? Goosander family spooked by my minuscule appearance: a hundred yards away, barely visible…
Stramble, or somewhere between an amble, or a stroll, but those two words indicate an objective or purpose which is…
As you know I like shadows. Time passes, and there’s nothing like a river to bring home the point. One…
All is calm (now), all shall be well (at last). The power of the river is to be seen to…
Taking the hound - George, the rescue greyhound, on his much enjoyed sniffathons at this time of year is characterised…
At twelve o’clock today it’s twelve o’clock - midday. This absurd ritual is discombobulating and typically puts one out of…