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?
The cockchafer or the ‘doodlebug’, a nickname later given to the V-1 flying bomb of WWII…
The time is late afternoon, the date is early May, after some heavy rain and…
Our wild flower meadow and orchard is a riot of colour and activity from the…
and the Turkey is already fat! But rather incongruously she is in the garden! Not…
One swallow does make a late Spring. Today, 25th April, bang on target, they have…
It’s ready. It was a deadline to not miss. The cleaners have been in, the…