A Boxing Day stroll

It was no good, the clouds would not lift today, so I either had to wallow at home with chocolate or go for some fresh but grey air. The fresh air won and the chocolate wasn’t going anywhere 😉 so a stroll in theTaddiforde Valley that runs along the university campus was the choice.

The campus is very quiet out of term and being Boxing Day the car parks were empty. We headed out from the lowest entrance, just off Prince of Wales road.

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It’s a popular spot with local walkers, and in summer the odd student has been spotted relaxing on the grass.

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Water is present throughout this short walk, the ponds through the valley were created in the 60’s and 70’s to look like natural watercourses, the ponds being fed from the Taddiforde  Brook. There are several varieties of water bird, but they heard Dido and Daisy coming and made themselves scarce.

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The Gunnera have given up for this year, but usually this late in the year they would have totally died back.

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We walk past a small stand of Silver Birch.

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The path meanders gently upwards, it’s a place for slowing down and being mindful.

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Sometimes the water rushes down in narrow gaps and sometimes it stagnates. In spring this area will be alive with tadpoles, frogs, toads and newts. The area is managed well to provide habitats for wildlife.

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The girls would like to know who lives there.

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We’ll cross this little bridge in a moment,

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and look back the way we came.

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Keeping our eyes open for little treasures.

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Grand eucalyptus with leaves draping and bark shedding in harmony. Do you see the tree fern in the background?

 

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The path swoops around, with lots of places for inquisitive dogs to disappear. uni16

The benches are a bit functional, but there are plenty and adequate for dog waiting!

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It looks a bit murky, hope they didn’t jump in.

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There’s some interesting growth.

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I do like a good fungi.

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We’re going back down towards the first pond now, the wind is gusting quite loudly in the trees, and judging by the bird activity, they’re battening down the hatches in preparation for a storm.

Exeter University is one of the top ten in the country, attracting students from all over the world.The campus and the valley is an arboretum and botanical garden, of some 300 acres, and described by the Independent as ‘sublime’.  There are around 21,000 students in a city with a population of just 125,000, sometimes it feels as if they are taking over. They are certainly contributing to housing shortages, especially affordable ones, and an increase in multiple occupancy properties that are landlord owned. I hope the students appreciate their surroundings and I’d like to see more local people enjoying the grounds. It’s a place where the woods and countryside meets the city, and part of Exeter Green Circle.

I’m sharing my Boxing Day walk with Jo, last Monday she was walking the Algarve hills, I wonder where she’ll be this week.

 

A City Stroll at Christmas

Exeter has gone to town on the Christmas lights, they look really pretty, so as two of the G-babies are staying we popped down to see them late yesterday afternoon.

We started near Bedford Square.

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I knew there was a surprise for the children,

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The polar bears even let you share their space for a photo.

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I had to make a quick stop at Carlucchio’s, just along here,

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then we walked up the path beside the Roman wall , where every year local charities put up Christmas trees, stretching for about a hundred metres.

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Around the corner at the top finds us at the end of the shopping centre, I love the lights projected on the wall.

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I walked you down the mall a couple of weeks ago. So this time we went towards High Street past St Stephens.

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And a last view of Waterbeer Street before we took the tired girls home!
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I haven’t caught up with Jo since she returned form the sun, so I’m not sure if she’s walking this week.

A Green Circle Walk

My city, Exeter, has a 12 mile circle of paths around it, going through valley parks, nature reserves, town parks and cemeteries. Because the path passes through so many green spaces – as well as leafy residential areas, on the quiet it is a haven for wildlife. There are foxes, buzzards, woodpeckers, deer and kestrel. Around the river and canal sections you may see kingfishers, mute swans and even otters.

Last weekend I walked a section of the Ludwell Valley Park. At it’s best on a clear day in high summer, when the views are beautiful and the meadows rich with the sound of chaffinch, goldfinch and even the rarer yellowhammer and cirl bunting. In early autumn there is still plenty to see if you keep your eyes open.

autumn meadowThe remains of the meadow, left for wildlife to feast on.

The meadow was abundant and diverse in the summer.

They went that wayTwo small border terrorists decided to abandon me here!

One day it will be mightySo I stood around, admired the youngish oak tree, called them, stood around some more,

South west towards haldon
Squinted at the hazy view
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enjoyed the holly and eventually they re-appeared.
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So they had a bit of a sit down, and we all enjoyed a different view.

Towards the west

Then headed back to our starting point.

Admiring the rich hedgerow along the way.

into the unknownDaisy debates another diversion, but we heard an animal sound, possibly a fox, bigger than her and warning her off, so she came back as soon as I called!

the valley parkLudwell valley part of the Green Circle has several entrances and you can walk three or four miles some of which will be very steep or just take a half mile level stroll. Whichever you choose, the air is fresh and its very peaceful.

I hope you enjoyed early autumn in Exeter Green Circle, this post is for Jo’s Monday Walk, she would be delighted if you joined her and her other walkers.

Connected to East Devon

and Exeter!

The verb “connect” is among the most versatile ones in contemporary usage. We turn to it to describe an emotional click with another person, but also to talk about the status of our (ever-proliferating) gadgets.The verb “connect” is among the most versatile ones in contemporary usage. We turn to it to describe an emotional click with another person, but also to talk about the status of our (ever-proliferating) gadgets.

Like many people I thought about my gadgets and photographed the connecting ones, including my last five years of mobile phones, just for fun. connectedThen I started thinking about what connected really means to me, family and friends goes without saying, I’ve posted a few personal photos here on my blog, but that isn’t what Lucid Gypsy is about.

If you’ve followed me for a while you’ll know that I absolutely love where I live. I like to travel whenever I can afford it, going out into the world, meeting people and having interesting experiences is wonderful, but to live in my little part of the world is incredible lucky. So here are some random photos of my local area, a place that I feel a deep connection to. First of all, Woodbury, a little village five miles from Exeter where I lived for a few weeks just after I was born.

The nearest beach Exmouth, is the one that most east of the Exe people choose, especially if they grew up in the days before mass car ownership. I’ve already posted lots of photos of Exmouth, and other places along the Exe and the estuary.

Just a mile from the centre of Exeter is my area, Heavitree, it has its not so wonderful bits, like too many takeaways in the main street, but it’s full of history and very friendly.

We’re right in the city now. There is evidence that Exeter dates back to 250bc. It was also the most south westerly Roman settlement in Britain.

It may not be grand, except for the Cathedral, but Exeter, east Devon and a little village in Nigeria, there’s a photo here, are the places I feel connected to.

Things you see on a good day

Today’s dog walk turned out to be a real surprise. I parked in one of those grotty out of town shopping areas that we don’t seem to be able to avoid and we strolled down a path we’ve taken before. As I walked I got to thinking how I used to walk nearby when I was a child. Back then there were old Devon lanes that led to miles of fields, but less than a mile and a half from the city centre. Wildflowers were abundant in those lanes, and vehicles were rare.
Then came the 1990’s and the growth of out of town monsters, an increase in major roads as the city expanded and ‘developed’.
The lane where once the only sound was birdsong, has since been widened, homes have been built that virtually fill the gap to the shops. Today’s walk began noisily as I briefly walked parallel to the dual carriageway, but I caught i flash of something out of the corner of my eye and followed it.

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Soon it’s friends were fluttering around me,
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They didn’t really want to pose for me, they had nectar to gather.
As they followed me down the path, I opened my eyes and stopped listening to the roar of traffic and I was pleasantly surprised.

So, twenty years on from the ‘superstore’ being built, nature was reclaiming her land. Habitats had reformed, diverse ones at that. I know there are foxes in the area, I’ve seen them late at night, climbing up the railway embankment, and the dogs can smell them and lots more things they would like to chase and sniff out.
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I like the idea of the footbridge being walked by all sorts of creatures at night, to cross the busy roads safely. From here,
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to here,
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until they reach here.
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I learnt even more today, as I stopped to taste the blackberries, the dogs were sniffing under some young oak trees. There were fresh young acorns and oak apples beside them. I leant in close with my phone to capture them and saw the strangest thing.

Apparently they are Knopper Galls, a sort of chemical reaction resulting from the gall wasp laying its eggs on a the developing acorns. They vary quite a bit in colour and form and if you were to cut inside them, the larvae can be seen.
I suppose I was vaguely aware that oak apples were something similar but as little brown balls, they aren’t something I’ve given much thought to!
That isn’t all, when I photographed wild rose hips I wondered what this plant was attached to,
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then the dogs were getting into mischief so had to dash. Well, this is a gall too, one that forms on a dog rose, called Robin’s Pincushion. I hope I’m not the last person on the planet to know about Galls!
All in all this was a very good day.I tried to use Mesh but failed dismally and had to give up before I lost my cool – it wasted way too much time, sorry WordPress and Automattic.
I’m not sure if you will manage a Monday walk post this week Jo, but here you are anyway.

5 Photos 5 Stories Day #2

Butt’s Ferry down on Exeter Quay is operated by man power, it’s a floating boat that is pulled 150 feet by a cable across the river Exe.  The current boat is 27 feet long and has been in use since 2005, but there has been a crossing there since the 17th century.

There is a sign on the riverbank that reads.

Butts Ferry

Tis yer you catch the ferry

A funny boat it be . . .

But it gets you cross the river

For only 30p

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Jude at Travel Words has nominated me for the ‘Five Photos, Five Stories’ challenge, and I would like to nominate Ruth, a photographer and art teacher from Pittsburgh who also writes poetry. This would be an easy challenge for you Ruth, if you feel like taking it up, no worries if you don’t have time.

The challenge is to just  “post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”.

 

A Bright Spring Day

We’ve had some glorious weather in April here in the UK, short sleeves and paddling, interspersed with grey cloudy days as we would expect. Coming home from Spain this week has been a sharp shock though, rain, wind and as low as 10degrees in the day.

But yesterday on my lunchtime stroll there was a mini breakthrough, still cool but a gorgeous spring day. This is where I strolled.


So as it’s Friday already I’m not complaining!

Five Day Black and White Challenge Day Four

My penultimate photo for the five day black and white challenge is close to home. In celebration of its history, Heavitree, my local area had a seating area created a few years ago, and when this young oak tree was planted, it was enclosed by a poem!

‘up tree up

sky remains sky earth remains earth

here we are human betwixt and between

sing pretty maids all in a row in a row

and pretty maids all in a row

the droves of kine and wide herds of goats

and flocks of fleecy sheep if she will she

increases from a few or makes many of less

what the hand to write?

what the ear to hear?

what proclaims the red sandstone of Heavitree?

The words sleep within rock to be brought to life

in yew deep rooted oak where stunned

horizons branch out to meadow copse and housing estate

Oh Heavitree!’

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I don’t think I’ll nominate anyone today, but if anyone would like to join the challenge just go ahead!

Serenity

Serenity (noun):
The state of being calm, peaceful, and untroubled.

Cheri Lucas Rowlands has been to Hong Kong and was impressed by the serenity of the big Buddha in Ngong Ping, on Lantau Island. Cheri challenges us to interpret serenity in photos.

I’ve posted about St Peters Cathedral in my home town, Exeter, before and I probably will again. Today it was the first place I thought of as serene, what do you think?

Perhaps you will join the challenge, https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/serenity/