Southerner
It’s only three years since R found the first Oak Bush-cricket either of us had ever seen, on an iris leaf in the wildlife pond, but since then I’ve found them quite regularly on different trees and shrubs around the … Continued
It’s only three years since R found the first Oak Bush-cricket either of us had ever seen, on an iris leaf in the wildlife pond, but since then I’ve found them quite regularly on different trees and shrubs around the … Continued
Er… excuse me? I know you’re probably keen to pick the surplus bits of dead pigeon out from between your toes – but would you mind not sitting on my car while you’re doing it? You keep sliding around on … Continued
All the gadding about of the past couple of weeks caught up with me today and caused a bit of a joint flare, so I awarded myself an easy morning and just pottered about. I was sitting under the sun … Continued
I did a couple of hours of brutalist gardening today, clearing an area of scrub and then cutting back a philadelphus, and it all left me in an appropriately grim mood. My disposition wasn’t helped by the fact that there … Continued