Solstice
Today being Father’s Day in the UK, R and I started the day with a special breakfast of fresh pastries, while he opened his cards and a present from the Offspring. L also sent us a lovely film she’d made … Continued
“What are you going to do for your nine-year thingy?” enquired R yesterday. “Oh, bugger,” I said. “I’d completely forgotten.” And then, “I’m going to go to Trench Wood, and find nine interesting invertebrates.” Several things occur to me about … Continued
It was blowing a raging hoolie this morning, which isn’t the best weather for dragons. Nor is it ideal for visiting a heavily wooded reserve, so I was rather perplexed to find myself arriving at Grove Hill shortly after breakfast. … Continued
“Why don’t you go to Grove Hill?” said R, who hasn’t got where he is today without being able to recognise a wife who’d be more loveable were she several miles away. Last summer I was a little surprised that … Continued
I walked around Trench Wood this afternoon, looking specifically for butterflies and dragons, and trying to ignore everything else. I found nine different kinds of butterfly, including Silver-washed Fritillaries and White Admirals, and several different moths including a very chic … Continued