Flying solo
“Would you like to go to Forest Farm?” I asked the Boy Wonder. “In a minute,” he replied, carrying on building his bricks into a rocket. A little later: “Shall we go to Forest Farm now?” said R. “No,” was … Continued
“Would you like to go to Forest Farm?” I asked the Boy Wonder. “In a minute,” he replied, carrying on building his bricks into a rocket. A little later: “Shall we go to Forest Farm now?” said R. “No,” was … Continued
R and I went to Stratford this morning to run errands and eat cake, and I offset the cake a little by taking a rapid walk down to Weir Brake lock in search of dragons. I didn’t find any, probably … Continued
I was raring to get out and photograph dragons today, but the morning was overcast and cold, which didn’t bode well for a successful dragon hunt. The afternoon forecast was much better though, so I did useful things till after … Continued
After making a batch of lamb dhansak and leaving it simmering in the slow cooker, I decided that it was high time I took myself off on a little invertebrate hunt. I set off for Trench Wood, but half way … Continued
R and I were in Cardiff again today, where poor Baby B was suffering from a combination of an emergent molar and this week’s nursery virus – or maybe that should be last week’s, because L and I both seem … Continued
R had to run some errands in Stratford today, and though I’m still suffering badly with Baby B’s cold, I tagged along for the ride in the expectation of an easy Odonata photo opportunity down by the river. In the … Continued
The burdock is out along the bank of the Avon at Stratford, and this afternoon it was swarming with butterflies, most of which were Commas. I didn’t know before today that Commas find burdock nectar irresistible, but it must be … Continued