Ruffled
It’s a good thing that R dragged me into Stratford this morning for errands and coffee, or I’d probably have spent the entire day at my desk. There’s another storm brewing and the river was high, which always seems to … Continued
Treezoomer
Goodness knows why this little bird is called a treecreeper. Treedarter or treezoomer would be far more appropriate, because they’re as fast as a really fast thing, and hardly ever still for longer than a fraction of a second. Being … Continued
Fluffikins
Bless. I think it must be a youngster, to still be so downy. It was fairly outraged that I was pursuing it along the quayside, and this was the last photo I managed before it took itself off to the … Continued
Under the weather
We’re continuing to experience some of the effects of Storm Ciara – though again, nowhere near as badly as some other parts of the country. Here you can see both the surface of the River Avon and the surface of … Continued
Testosterone Central
Bloods and physio today. Apparently I need to learn to live within my limitations. Hmmm. Down at the river, the mature male swans have lurve on their minds. All the ones that are already paired up are concentrating hard on … Continued
Non-garden duckwatch
The only photos I took today were in Stratford, at lunch time, of the tufted ducks. Because ducks. But in order to represent the day properly I should have photographed some garden birds, because this afternoon I did the RSPB’s … Continued
Young love
It seems as though a weather switch was flipped overnight, and instead of the lovely light of the past few days, today we had to endure unremitting twilight. I spent the morning (grumpily) at my desk, processing and rationalising image … Continued
