Flight of a Pixie

And she made it. This is the long awaited sequel to my last post whereupon I decided to keep a shiny, brown, finely tapered pupae found in the garden hidden beneath a fine coating of soil and transfer it to yet another shallow depth of soil but this time in a tank on my desk….

Pixies, Sprites and Moths…

It’s a blistering almost-summers day, dappled patterns playing across the lawn, as sunlight escapes through the gaps in the leaves of the trees bordering the garden. A mistlethrush, his mellow spotted chest flitting in and out of view, calls out cheerfully into the refreshing breeze, the wind playfully snatching at his verbose chatter. I’m sat…

Revival of the Wye

This particular post is not the sort I have blogged about before, it is about an organisation that I am very much involved in at the moment; this brilliant – if I do say so myself – organisation is known as Revive the Wye; if you live locally then you’ll know something of what that…

A Poem shared is a Problem halved

I don’t normally write posts that contain mainly external content, but on this occasion I felt –  with the looming and certainly very much welcomed arrival of spring – that it is necessary to share this beautiful piece of poetry I have found that to me seems to embody this time of warmth and plenty. …

The virtues of a rainy day

So a few days ago, it was raining. Now I’m not sugarcoating a rainy day; it’s very wet, cold and the thing about photography in the rain is that more often than not you have to use your bare hands for the fiddly bits; meaning your hands go numb and your fingers freeze off. But…

Through the looking scope

Heaving waves lazily soak the smooth white skin of a mammoth whale, the boiling froth fluffy on the fringes of the oceans blood, like the frills on the edges of a handkerchief, responding to the sharp breeze as a horse responds to the reigns of a rider…I like to imagine that’s what would be glimpsed…