Is river rock-pooling a thing? It is on the Wye, especially when the frogs are cosying up and spawning yet more frogs. […]
Yes, there are dull days in January. Dull, dreary, dreich, cold, freezing, snowy (or “wintry mix” as Apple weather app calls it), […]
There’s snow warning like no warning, like no warning we know. Not had one this early in winter before.
The “foreign” blackbirds haven’t arrived yet, so the evenings are less noisy with the sounds of the locals staking out territory. The […]
Of gorse it is in flower, at this time of year. Remarkable as it seems, differing bushes, or even stems, of gorse […]
Apres le parapluie. Doesn’t make any sense, really, but saying it convinces me I can speak fluently and effortlessly , and it […]
Pannage is the name in the New Forest for anti-acorn operations, when pigs are allowed on to the common land to consume […]
See the Narbeth post for why we are here. Where? The town is a delightful mix of nostalgia for end of railway […]
