Pussy willow
I don’t remember how I came across pussy willow as a child – I don’t believe that we had any growing in our garden – but I do remember stroking the immature catkins and thinking that they were wonderful. I … Continued
Cherry plum blossom
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
The lone tree in winter
I’ve been eyeing this tree for a couple of years now, every time I’ve driven the road between Pershore and Croome. But there’s no obvious place to stop, and a lot of cars use the road – often quite fast … Continued
It’s beginning to look…
Oh, do stop – you used the same weak joke this time last year. Soz – I fear I’ve reached the age at which repetition has once more become the soul of wit. Or not. Unlike R, who is doing … Continued
