If the amount of blackthorn flowers is anything to go by, there’ll be plenty of sloes this year. Has anyone ever made sloe gin, I bet Tish has.
The river and mill leat area is my favourite place to walk the dogs at the moment, it’s filled with wild flowers and the sound of birdsong, there the blackthorn is prolific.
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There’s something about transitions and thresholds that I find fascinating, yet I can’t pinpoint it. Walking the dogs today, I saw this very handsome, but still very sleepy tree.
Then further across the fields I spy this blossom.
Last year’s oak leaves hanging on.
This little wood wasn’t here the last time I came to Eastern fields.
Hooray for hawthorn, creamy flowers in May, Hawthorn Jelly later in summer.
The tops of these trees are waking up, I must re-learn the tree names that I knew in infant school.
Oh the limitations of a phone camera!
A serpent awakening?
Let’s end with damsons – or sloes?
We’re all observing the late arrival of spring in the UK, and this is my second post for ‘Awakening’, this weeks photo challenge.
How do you picture awakening?
stretching wide with the dawning
wings spread to heaven
Awakening, this weeks photo challenge.
you almost always feel better and people around often smile back. Or they think you’re crazy, that’s okay too!
Go on, you know you want to!
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One of the most memorable sunsets I’ve ever seen was this one in Kota Kinabalu.
Just a few minutes later and this is how it looked.
Looking towards the islands where for the first time in my life I tried snorkelling, it felt like I was in paradise.
This weeks photo challenge from WordPress is Rise/Set. Although I’m a morning person, being up and being out are very different so I rarely take sunrise photos!
. . . of my favourite places is Dartmoor National park, right here in Devon. It’s impossible to chose just one really isn’t it? This weeks photo challenge is pretty similar to the last, where I chose my own city as the place I’d rather be. Outside of Devon and the UK, my favourite place is usually the most recent place I’ve travelled to, but I’ve decided to stick to the moor.
For a slide show and bigger view click and photo.
Oh, to be in England
Now that April’s there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England – now!
There’s still two weeks to go to April, and its’snowing heavily today. I’ve just got in from a dog walk, chilled and damp, so I’ll happily laze the afternoon away. I have two books and some crochet on the go, I made orange polenta cake yesterday and I could even try to finish the poem I began.
You all know I love to travel, to anywhere hot, but there’s something very wonderful about England in spring. This snow should be gone by tomorrow and I live in the loveliest place on our planet, have a look, click to see a slide show, maybe you’ll agree.
So I’m thinking about this year’s holidays, because I crave experiencing different cultures, but right now there’s nowhere I’d rather be, but right where I am.
I stood watching this scene for five minutes, wondering if I could still limbo, did I dare to have a go?
Did those faces in the crowd persuade me?
. . . there’s a very handsome face in the crowd.
It’s Wednesday, so it’s time for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This weeks theme is ‘Face in the crowd’, from Erica V.
. . . of these do you think I can eat?
There is no competition, Lindor Extra Dark are my very favourite chocolates. Last year in Florence, I found the Lindt shop and of course I was forced to try some flavours that I hadn’t seen before. They were lush and I wouldn’t turn any of them down, but chocolate should be dark to be taken seriously.
Now, I’ve tried all sorts of expensive chocolate with high cocoa percentages and they are lovely even when there’s barely any sugar.
But these Lindor still win.
Although they’re dark, they’re still sweet.So how many of these heavenly treats can I eat?
I think I’ll leave you guessing . . .