Monthly Archives: February 2019

Spring receded quite a long way today, but at least that gave me a chance to make an image I’ve had in mind ever since our pink cherry plum blossom began to emerge. I was thinking of old Japanese prints, … Continued

I’m not a fan of the Beatrix Potter stories, though I love the illustrations; but I did always like the notion that Mrs Tiggywinkle used to to wash Sally Henny-penny’s yellow stockings. She’d have had to work quite hard on … Continued

Pink is in, apparently – all the girls, and the most stylish of the boys, are wearing it. Which is sad for me, because it’s not my colour. It looks good on this ornamental quince though – not one of … Continued

After doing some actual work this morning (oh, the pain!) I zoomed off down to Somerset, and walked 14,000 steps around Steart Marshes wearing the Big Boots. As it was my first visit I wasn’t able to guess how long … Continued

This one’s probably not for the squeamish – so if that’s you, I apologise. You can be thankful though that in a still photo you can’t see the unfortunate victim (which I think is some kind of cricket nymph) struggling … Continued

He had a nasty feeling that there was something stalking him, and he was right; but luckily for him, my intentions were reasonably honourable. This morning R and I did more gardening (eeeurgh): we’ve tidied half of the large rose … Continued

Words I never expected to hear come out of my own mouth: “I’m looking for something that’s a bit more…. Mother of the Bride…” R and I went to Burford today, me to look for something…. Mother of the bride…., … Continued

It was such a lovely morning that R and I decided to go up to Hillers for coffee, after which I left him reading in the café and went in search of photos. The show garden was full of honey … Continued

Is it just me, or do great crested grebes always look particularly pleased with themselves? Don’t get me wrong, I’m very fond of them, but that secretly knowing smirk is unnecessary, I think. I’m sure this will look better full-screen, … Continued

I made a first visit to the RSPB reserve at Middleton Lakes in Staffordshire today, and did the Wetland Walk, which comes in at about 10,000 steps. There’s only one hide, but it’s a roomy one in the middle of … Continued