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…
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.
Almonds and Monkey Nuts
It rained the last two nights.
Reinterpreting the Trolley Problem
Life and death are mostly incomprehensible, though we often try to convince ourselves otherwise.
Tales from the Rubble Bank
The rubble bank is exactly that: a peculiar, linear, broken brick and excavated, relocated dirt mound at the top of our garden.
