Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Sorry Paula, I’m last as usual. You’ll be pleased to know I don’t get vertigo and heights don’t bother me.
Paula is way higher than me, in Lisbon, with view I’d like to see. But I’m rather fond of Exeter Quay and you might like it too.
You can join Black and White Sunday at Lost in Translation.
I’ve been watching this fungi in the park for a couple of weeks, wondering what it is. It’s growing on an oak tree that was planted in 1911, to mark the coronation of George V and Queen Mary. The tree has had an interesting time of it, in the summer of 2009, it cracked down through its middle. Tree surgeons were able to rescue it, by reducing the crown, they say it will last another hundred years.
When I saw the fungus, I though it looked like a batch of currant buns! From what I discovered, it seems I was on the right lines.
I think they are a kind of bracket fungus, with Bread Roll Fungus for it’s common name. Unless you know any different?
Cath is a very historic rhino
Imagine your typical morning. You might picture your favorite coffee mug. A streak of sunlight coming through your bedroom window. Or the roosters in your backyard that sound off at 5 am. Or a photo from breakfast of a pastéis de nata, a delicious Portuguese egg tart pastry, while on holiday in Lisbon?
This is Cheri’s challenge over at the Daily Post. Well, I can’t do Lisbon, but I can do pasteis de nata, in Vila Real de Santo Antonio!
While I was there, a peaceful morning called me to the riverside.
And here’s a blue sky Tavira morning
and a low morning tide is good for harvesting shell fish in the Gilao river.
You can join Cheri’s challenge here, and see lots of other entries that will inspire you.
These must be Bramleys
fruiting nicely on floor three
crumble will follow
As so often happens I’m late to the party, but I’ll just mention anyway that this photo would have worked for Jude’s Garden Challenge, ‘The Edible Garden’, for July.
When Jo and I walked around Birmingham last week, we were both struck by the architecture and interior of the library. We could both have spent hours there, but we dashed about, dazzled by the unexpected beauty in every direction. We tested funky chairs and colourful benches, took advantage of the facilities and peeped at Shakespeare’s memorial library. Here is a gallery of the interior, converted to black and white, I like the abstract look.
Jo, I can’t make any sense of the first picture, can you honey? I’ve tried turning it all ways!
Paula’s back with her black and white Sunday challenge, and ‘Traces of the past’, will be a regular theme as it’s so popular – I love it!
I found these figures in a little church, St Mary the Virgin, in the village of Uffculme, Devon. The church was probably founded in Saxon times, but first gets mentioned in a charter of 1136. The figures are in 17th century costume.
Paula is always happy to have people join in with her challenge, pop over and see her!
Jo and I found this street art in Birmingham last week and couldn’t for the life of us work out what the letters said, can you?
Lucid Gypsy 