Early morning, the sun is up but still thinking about it, the temperature is cool – 7.7 degrees, but the feel is that it will be warmer later, too warm. It is quiet, nothing is stirring, even then heron has abandoned its favourite spot. The river is lower this morning, way down to its summer levels and grasses where there were none sprinkle the rocks with their short-lived bid for freedom and reproduction. The sun sparkles on the rapids, but where is the Dipper and the sandpiper pair? What changes are we not seeing?
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…