Tag: countryside
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Back again…
Hello chaps, how’s things? It’s been a while, I know, over a year if we’re counting. Are we counting? Well, let’s assume we’re not bothered by the odd month or twelve of radio silence. I bet you’ve been having a rare old time, I know I have – by which I don’t really mean it’s…
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Summer Highlights
Well hello again. It’s sweltering here as I sit in the coolest room in the house (which happens to be my tiny hidey-hole), writing for the first time in a couple of months. I’m not complaining, not really. We’ve had so many summers that failed to fly, summers spent wondering if the sun would ever…
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In and out in December…
It’s no secret that I tend to find the low-light days of winter something of a challenge, which is why I’m delighted to say that so far this year, I’m managing to stay pretty buoyant. Maybe it’s the generally mild weather we’ve been having or just a determined effort to stay relaxed. Whichever, all I…
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That sort of week…
I won’t bore you with the details, we all have them in some guise or other from time to time, let’s just say it’s been that sort of week. But the sun has come out, it’s practically the weekend and I’m feeling a lot better, so with a bit of luck next week might be…
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What a pest…
I know they cause problems, the rangers at the woods near our home have spent years and a huge amount of sweat removing vast amounts of them. But they’ve left a few – and at this time of year, I’m glad they have. Rhododendron – not one of nature’s shrinking violets – excuse the pun…
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What I should be doing…
I really shouldn’t be here. If I was being responsible, I’d be out in the garden, tackling the weeds. Yesterday, was all about laundry, but I took a few pictures in between hanging out the washing. Colours are creeping back in with a vengeance… And taking the pictures in close up makes it harder…
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Blue and Green
Or – what a difference two weeks can make…. After such a long winter, the richness of the spring is making my senses tingle. A couple of weeks ago, there wasn’t much green… Now, it’s bursting out all over… And the bluebells are so gorgeous, I couldn’t resist taking more pictures… A spring carpet.
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Not Chelsea…
So it’s the Chelsea Flower Show again. Yet another year and I still haven’t been. I suspect that my type of gardening is very far removed from the average Chelsea affair, but a part of me would still love to go and see what I’ve been missing. Evidently for some people, creating a garden must…
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Blue haze…
Earlier in the week, before the downpour set in, I’d noticed the bluebells were out in the wood where I walk the delinquent dog most mornings. Taking photographs whilst simultaneously holding a schizophrenic dog on his lead and keeping a 360 degree watch for the approach of other dogs, squirrels or similarly tempting small furry animals,…
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Nature’s pick-me-up…
I’ve been a bit up and down over the weekend – I’m blaming the hormones. But it was difficult to feel anything other than pure happiness, seeing the sunlight on the trees across the way, and the frost coated field in between. The air was crisp, but the ground is still soggy – it will…
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