Stramble, or somewhere between an amble, or a stroll, but those two words indicate an objective or purpose which is not why I’m beside the Wye. I’m here to take the flavour, smell the smells, listen to the sound track without being on a track, or even a treck.
I’m struck by the absence of foxgloves compared with previous years. Heigh Ho, the ones that have appeared are opening with the first flowers of early summer.
Substitute drizzle for rain. Insert “days” for day. Call it floated rather than came with…
The mythological bird called the Phoenix was consumed by flames and was reborn [again] (Google…
A twmffat is Welsh for funnel, an affectionate name for a complete eejit! Said entity…
Impatiens glandulifera, Himalayan balsam, is a large annual plant native to the Himalayas. Via human…
A gulp of Cormorants. Apparently that’s the collective noun; or a swim (I like that).…
Hot weather on the way, and we don’t like it. We generally don’t stop, there’s…