Grass
Probably grass. Maybe. What it actually looks most like to me is barley – and living here, that’s quite possible – but I don’t claim any kind of expertise. I’m sure mollyblobs would know, but it’s a bit late in … Continued
Though possibly not for long. We’re forecast to have horrible weather over the Bank Holiday weekend, and I realised this morning that this might well mean the end for the blossom on our ancient cider apple tree, which has been … Continued
I was out in the garden at lunch time, happily listening to the chiffchaff – back in the sycamore tree – going: Chiff chaff chiff chaff chiff chaff chiffy chiffy chiffy chaff chaff or sometimes, for variation, Chiff chaff chiff … Continued
I’m not wholly sure if that’s the right word – I’ve always thought of serendipity as meaning something you find or discover by chance, whereas this is more a happy accident; but fortuity seems ugly, and I can’t come up … Continued