Watchful
R went off to the Frozen North today, to visit his aunt and her husband, but I was very tired after all the hoorah of the past few days, so I stayed home and tried to dig away part of … Continued
Ol’ green eyes
This is a Norfolk Hawker, so-called because it was once a very rare dragonfly in this country, and was more or less confined to the East Anglian fens. It’s quite common across central and southern Europe, where it’s known as … Continued
Blipday Club
When blipfoto warned me a few days ago that this would be my seven-year blipversary, I mentally logged the fact and decided to try to find seven of something for today’s post. And then, being me, promptly forgot about it … Continued
Rainbow Hawker
I had my hair cut today, for the first time in eight months. My lovely hairdresser, who was just down the road in Broadway when we first began our relationship a quarter of a century ago, has been moving steadily … Continued
Late to the party
The dragonfly walk at Croome: so poor today, I did it twice. Two and a half times, if you add in a third circuit of the lake. Still, at least all the steps justified me making a chicken and pesto … Continued
Resident Migrant
I went for a solo dragon walk at Croome this morning. The insane winds of the last few days had dropped and the temperature was pleasant for walking, and although I missed having R to chat to, the advantage of … Continued