Wordless Wednesday

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A small blue boy

The Blue Boy statue in Exeter has been around a long time. The original from 1733, was carved from stone by John Weston and place by the wall of a school to show that it was a Bluecoat, or charity  school.

When I was a child this cast iron version from 1850 stood in the old post war Princesshay, just off the High Street and I loved going to see it. With re-development of Princesshay in 2007, the Blueboy was given a shiny coat of paint and pride of place, he is a striking figure.

This is my first entry for July Blues, Becky B’s month of squares, pop over and see what she’s up to.

Small things in the valley park

My favourite place to walk in the city is Ludwell Valley Park, I’ve posted a few times about it. The management of Exeter’s six valley parks has recently been taken over by Devon Wildlife Trust, ensuring the continued opportunities for walking and enjoying nature.

There’s an abundance of plant life, something to see all year round and stunning views.

Last week I decided to focus on the small things, some of which tend to be overlooked.

Here’s a slideshow.

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The parks circle the city with beautiful wildlife corridors, free for all to enjoy, does your town or city have similar?

Last Thursday

Topsham beckoned when my friend Sue picked me up from work at 4.15 and the sun was shining. We were just ahead of the rush hour traffic, so 15 minutes later we were parked and walking towards the quay,

where Vigilant is still being refurbished. There’s always plenty to see close to water and Topsham is no exception.

There’s the Lighter inn, for great food and a good range of local ales.The evening is the best time to be on the quay. Look up river,

or down towards Exmouth.

If you’re there for the day, then outside the photo to the left is the Quay Antiques centre which will keep you happy for hours while  you hunt for treasure.

Instead we’ve walked along the Strand, past the library with its pretty garden, towards the Goat Walk,

to the glorious view of the estuary, with Exmouth to the east,and and Powderham and Starcross to the west.

As the light changed, we sat for ages listening to the varied calls of the curlews.

Then our tummies began their own howl, so back we went, meandering slowly,

envying the owners of these two gardens,

Wouldn’t they be lovely places for to sit and write or just sit? We sat in the George and Dragon eating pizza!

I t’s been a long time since I’ve joined Jo for  a walk, ten months for a real one, even longer since I’ve shared a virtual one. This is more of a short pootle than a walk, but she would love it. I was also thinking of Becky, because she loves birds and this part of the world.

PS, please forgive my absence, I’m having an extra crazy time!