Category Archives: Nature notes

Tangled up. Sometimes in blue

‘You’re keeping busy’, someone said to me to me this week, as if I were a retired person going on serial coach trips. Not that there’s anything wrong with coach trips. Especially if they involve drinking illicit alcohol on the … Continue reading

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Of birds and ponds, of war and peace

Walking round one of my intangible charms, in the first week of the new year, I was struck by a sound. Loud, persistent – and arguably cheerful. ‘Tea-too, tea-too, tea-too,’ sang a bird in full voice. As plangent a sound … Continue reading

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Falling

First came hail. Then stinging sleet, whipping my cheeks like an angry weather monster. Later, lonely white flakes fell – dawdling down in isolation. Mere afterthoughts. Certainly not a snowfall. The clouds passed, their smoke-grey curtain drawn back, revealing a … Continue reading

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The beholding I

Don’t tell anyone. I don’t want to make a fuss about it. But I think I’ve acquired a supernatural power. I know. Unlikely. But I’ve suspected it for some time and on Sunday I decided I was right. You see, … Continue reading

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More of that small press; a new archaeologically-themed site; husking

If  you would like to see a few more pictures and a video you have to turn sideways to watch, oops!  😉  of the small press I visited and wrote about in Dylan, dogs and the devil it is now … Continue reading

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High on a hill was a lonely …

Me. Not a goatherd. And not so much lonely as alone. It was the fords across the stream that did it, made me think of The Sound of Music. That and the hill. Which, to one used to the flat … Continue reading

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“The Glory of the Garden it abideth not in words”

You know me, never one word where 932 or so will do. But today I’m going to give you pictures and little else. Yes, okay, I admit it, the red words in my last post did cause a minor tiff. … Continue reading

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