I’m sorry to report that I’ve lost it. Finally, gone doolally, bonkers, unhinged, maniacal, deranged, potty and turned into a…
The shear joy of taking your coat off on a warm spring day. To cast off the dirty, cumbersome, restricting,…
Well, everything’s gone mad! Dry April, wetter than usual May, and more to the point, it was colder than usual.…
Strange old year “weatherwise” (dislike that habit of adding “wise” to words - my temperaturewise rises). Almost no rain in…
I haven’t seen or heard a Lark for years, and now I’ve taken a photo of one I still can’t…
Is taking over and there’s nothing we can do. No anecdote about sombreros, no antidotes or arm filling, no detracting…
April was the driest for some years, and not for the first time we had an absence of April showers…
This year the frogs have been busy, as usual, doing what comes naturally which has meant that the pond has…
The River Wye, early this morning (the sun is just up) in March. The river is at its summer level…
Or Builth Wells as we know it. Sandie getting her first inoculation at 19.50. Recuperation time after the needle A…