Murky weather
After the excitement of my village walk on 23rd December the time or weather has prevented me from getting out. Boxing Day was a washout with rain all day and night and of course this brought the floods on the Stour up again on Friday and Saturday. Fed up with
Early December
Well what a month December has been so far, rain, more rain with odd moments when the weather has been kind. Underfoot walking round the village and farther afield is a challenge to say the least 3 steps forward and one step back if I’m lucky. It’s been a real
Somerset Levels
We had a few days away in the Camper van to the Somerset Levels towards the end of October. In hindsight we couldn’t have picked a better time as the weather deteriorated quickly into rain and has been more or less like that ever since. The Levels are not the
Alner’s Gorse revisited
I thought it was time I took another trip to Alner’s Gorse to see if there was some new sightings. So on 17th July I went for a morning trip for a couple of hours to see what was about, I was especially hoping to see Silver Washed Fritillaries. There
Small things
I am a little behind with writing and posting my blog. From the middle of June it seems to have been a bit hectic plus all the usual chores, the garden has been growing to jungle proportions with the rain. Now we are into July and I hope to get
Under Hambledon Hill
A different walk from the one yesterday along the Trailway, this morning,9th June I headed towards Hambledon Hill and one of my circlular walks that takes me towards Shroton Brake and around the base of Hambledon Hill. The weather was still changeable with a promise of more showers to come,
Along the Trailway
We haven’t had much rain for quite a while and at last Friday into Saturday 8th June we had a good downpour, which I welcomed for my garden as I’m sure the farmer’s and other gardeners will reiterate. So on the morning after the rain I thought I would go
Avalon Marshes 15th-17th May
We decided it was time to get away in the Camper van for a couple of days while the weather was a little settled. Crossing the border once again to the Somerset Levels, as we never get fed up with going there as the changing of the seasons means there