Grim
It’s not actually hard for a male Mute Swan to look disgruntled, but this cob was really putting some effort into it. I couldn’t decide if he’d spotted a neighbour with whom he had a bone to pick, or if … Continued
First off the blocks
Yesterday evening the heatwave broke and it started to rain. I lay in bed listening to the grass growing outside, and reflecting on the fact that having recently bought just about every mower and grass trimmer available to man, it … Continued
Ranunculus
A wet, dreary and cold day was cheered up enormously by the arrival back in the Shire of both Offspring, who are home together sans partners or children for the first time in several years, and seemingly are intending to … Continued
Raindrops…
… keep falling on my…. neck. Or more accurately on my pronotum and elytra. That scans beautifully, I’m sure you’ll agree. I’m really quite pleased with it. Although it’s possible that I’m having a fever dream: I have the Boy … Continued