Monthly Archives: March 2017

I do, as you know, like a bit of Gothic. This is the junction between the North Transept (to the left) and the Choir (to the right) of Lichfield Cathedral, showing some of its fine fan vaulting, as well as … Continued

Until relatively recently, your community was the place where you lived, or perhaps a church or a networking organisation which held a central place in your life. These days most of us belong to a range of different communities, many … Continued

A dreary, dark, cold Sunday. R braved the biting wind to do some gardening; I did not. There were no bugs about, in any case. Good things: Warm chicken Caesar salad, made with kale and spring greens. A jug of … Continued

It’s a well-known fact that if you have ferrules that need guarding, there’s nothing better to employ than a Border Terrier. You can see how keenly I was being watched here, as a potential ferrule purloiner. I thought that getting … Continued

I had vowed to clear my desk of stray paperwork today, but must confess that I didn’t get very far. I’ve been feeling tired and under the weather all day, with the inevitable result that I’ve spent far more time … Continued

R and I went to Bath today, to see another small but perfectly formed exhibition at the lovely Holburne Museum. This one is called Bruegel: Defining a Dynasty, and it contains works by Pieter Bruegel the Elder, his sons Pieter … Continued

It’s always a delight to watch mute swans courting, even though the female, still in her juvenile plumage, looked far too young for this kind of behaviour. However, this is the town that spawned Romeo and Juliet, and this performance … Continued

Again. Apologies for posting a second take on one of last Friday’s anemones, but I’ve been under pressure today. I somehow managed to let myself be inveigled into saying that I would present some images at BGCC this evening, even … Continued

I was delighted today to spot my second butterfly of the spring. The first is a Brimstone, which keeps taunting me by flying past me at about the speed of Concorde so I can’t get a photo; but this Comma … Continued

R and I were wandering back up the garden after removing the product of this morning’s Rough Gardening session to the burn pile, when we stopped at a patch of sweet violet so I could show him the Anthophora plumipes … Continued