Autumn Hues

It is mid-October. Over the three weeks since the garden embraced a new season it has been lashed by storm, chilled in zero temperatures, and wilted under a blazing sun. Yet whatever the weather threw at it, up came the plants again in all their radiance.This afternoon I wandered outside to capture the glories of…

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Nature Reclaims …

Nature reclaims what man neglects Yesterday my computer decided I’d been having it too easy lately – so it went on strike. Or perhaps it’s having a giant strop. Whatever it is, it thinks it is fun not to let me access the network. I decided to ignore it and go outside to spend time…

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Arrival of Autumn

I love Autumn. It is the quiet calm after the ebullience of Summer. The early mists have their own serene beauty; fiery colours nestle amidst earthy ochres and paling greens; tourist traffic noise gives way to the softer sounds of nature, of bleating sheep and birdsong. What is your favourite season? What sights and sounds…

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Symbiotic relationships

Perhaps we can learn from the animal kingdom. Looking out from the bathroom window the other day I witnessed something I had not seen before.Three sheep, taking their ease on three ledges was a picture in itself. Then a magpie arrived, closely followed by another. The magpies did not appear to be interested in the…

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Garden Walkabout

Despite being the middle of Summer, and despite there being a ‘heatwave’, we have had days of atrocious weather. Howling wind, thunderous rain; I have hardly been outside.Today I went walkabout, camera in hand. The catalyst was seeing a pearly pale fungus in the lawn. I decided to record what else was blossoming at the…

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Our Trees are Coming Down

A poem for today They’re cutting down our ash today:pitted against each living tree, high-rise man in the canopy. They’re cutting down our ash today:safety harness, chainsaw power, high-vis vest wrests living tower. for tits and wagtails a generous host,Sparrowhawks use for hunting post;for blackbird and song-thrush a larder dark,woodpecker and nuthatch scavenge the bark;…

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