Describes my thoughts. And general world view.
Early Experiments with Plant Pot Cam
‘I Am a Cameraman’ is the title of a twentieth century poem by Douglas Dunn.
Taking Shape
There were many warm meetings of minds in the garden this morning, despite last night’s frost and an early mist.
Long Ears, Short Spikes, Bushy Tails
And twitchy whiskers…
Friends With Feathers
A photo diary…
In C-Major
A jackdaw is pecking at buggy nibbles beneath the slim outstretched arm of an oak tree whose trunk is obscured by dark holly.
Sunday Soundtrack
1 – Easy – Commodores, 2 – Reach Out (I’ll Be There) – Four Tops, 3 – You’re All I Need to Get By – Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell…
Going Over
In the ground and in pots, sunshiny daffodils succeeded the cool blues, whites and crisp yellows of stalwart Winter bulbs.
Stream of Thought
The forecast is for the hottest day of the year so far. I’m battening down the hatches. Or the Summer equivalent.
Glimpses of Green and Gold
Blurry birds… A female crest and two pairs of finches.
