Monthly Archives: May 2016

During the Stourhead meet-up yesterday we got into a discussion about macro photography, and Emma Davies asked if we’d ever tried simply reversing a prime lens. I hadn’t, although I knew the theory – but I’d only ever heard of … Continued

Sorry – what was that? You think it’s a little excessive, me having a glass house just for my pelargoniums? I hope you’re not telling me that you don’t…? No wonder your pelargoniums are sulking. OK – enough of that. … Continued

Specifically I think it’s a female Banded Demoiselle. Certainly the extra is a male Banded Demoiselle – though when the first one (of many) flew past me I thought for an hysterical second that it was a huge moth or … Continued

I had to go to Evesham at lunch time for a routine mammogram – which led me to ponder two things as I walked away from the Community Hospital along the river: 1. How very lucky we are in this … Continued

Today I discovered the down side of spontaneity. I was in Stow-on-the-Wold having my hair cut, and planning to swing round via the Cotswold Lavender Farm on the way home, when on a sudden whim I decided to visit the … Continued

Although today was supposed to be all about office work I did quite a bit of photography too, including a bug hunt and a walk all the way round the village, snapping various sections of verge as possible shots for … Continued

This morning my disinclination to waste good photography time on gardening met my mounting stress over the state of the front garden head-on, and lost. Luckily, knowing that my hands are quite rheumatic at the moment, R insisted that he … Continued

I don’t have any fascinating news to share with you today, except that I logged a couple of species of hoverfly this afternoon which I’d never seen before. I know – the excitement is almost overwhelming, isn’t it?! But let’s … Continued

Firstly, may I thank everyone who left good wishes for R and me yesterday – we were very touched by your kindness! I’ll try to answer you all personally tomorrow. This morning I was feeling possibly just a tiny bit … Continued

27 years ago today, I married my handsome prince (after kissing a few frogs, and one or two absolute toads). Neither of us is exactly an easy furrow to plough, and I daresay there were people who thought it wouldn’t … Continued