Thorny
It was a pretty dismal day, and though R hauled himself off out for a walk, I really couldn’t be bothered. Instead I made a vague attempt to catch up on some of the administrative backlog that’s still hanging over … Continued
Once or twice a season I walk round a corner in the garden and run smack into a Southern Hawker. If I have my wits about me, I can generally throw my bum into reverse in time to stop and … Continued
When I wandered into the garden between the rain showers there weren’t many insects around apart from moth flies, and I thought I was going to need to dislodge someone from their roost to get a more interesting subject. But … Continued