A week or so ago, after a not very stormy storm, a part of a hawthorn tree covered by ivy, appeared by the river bank. It is some thirty feet long. It is now making its way down the river in a series of hops depending on the depth of water available.
Apres le parapluie. Doesn’t make any sense, really, but saying it convinces me I can…
Pannage is the name in the New Forest for anti-acorn operations, when pigs are allowed…
This morning, the first cold morning of the winter, coincided with the Autumn Equinox. The…
We’ve done very well this year, and time to pick the Cox’s Orange which we…
Merryhall. If all goes to plan we are moving, hoping to move is more accurate;…