Two Davids drive off a Goliath. … More The Nuthatches win the day
All is not always what it seems in the bird world. … More A bit of excitement on the Riverside Walk
A long-awaited few hours’ rest for the soul along the river. … More Back to the Riverside Walk at last
Finally strong enough to take the dogs on the lead! … More Out with the dogs at last
Titanic encounters of the tiny kind. … More Battle of the beetles
A gallery of recent photos from my local walk … More A Gallery Experiment
Finally, after almost three weeks, I made it to the river. … More Back to the river
A riverside walk all to ourselves. … More The other side of the river
A general update on where I am with the cancer, and how we’re doing under lock down. … More And not forgetting Bernard…
Just thought I’d add this to the social media snowdrop avalanche… Riverside Walk, January 30th. To paraphrase Churchill, it isn’t the beginning of spring, but it may be the beginning of the end of winter.
I love winter – what a difference a day can make. One day it’s brilliant sunshine, the next the world is engulfed in mist, as you can see from these photos of the Riverside Walk, taken only a few days apart. One day the trees are thrown into knife-edge contrast by the cold blue sunlit … More Light and shade
Autumn returns, as does my writing. … More A return to the river
A few new arrivals on the Riverside Walk. … More A few bits and bobs
A solitary Bramble flower emerges from a sea of green along the Riverside Walk, heralding summer, but hinting at the berry-rich autumn to follow.