Couldn’t think of anything else to do, so wandered through the garden to the river. Always a thought provoking and stimulating sojourn. The last day of GMT and the first day tomorrow of telling the animals that they’ve got the time wrong…
The storm debris is now sprouting, largely sycamore trees by the look of them. How many did the trees launch, how many onto stony ground, fertile or barren ground?
It feels a bit false to say that because we have only known the greenhouse…
Yes, there are dull days in January. Dull, dreary, dreich, cold, freezing, snowy (or “wintry…
We had a software glitch which rendered the site unstable. We are glad to report…
A confused looking sparrowhawk after a pass at the bird feeder. It was less confused…
Feed the Birds (Tuppence a Bag) Song by Julie Andrews ‧ 1964 The ewes are…
Our ever reliable Christmas staple, the simple and beautifully trimmed Pyracantha (Firethorn).