Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Rowden lane


Rowden lane is marked by the red dashes, and runs from the crossroads at the top of Pound Lane (the entrance is next to the field where it is proposed to site the chicken factory) in a north easterly direction to the road that runs between Pempwell and Goosewell. The brown spot on the path marks approximately where the picture of bluebells was taken.The map indicates that the original route continues across the road towards Trecombe, and is funnel shaped which is probably related to its suggested use as a cattle drove.Only the path between the roads is now a bridal path.

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

bridle paths

Although the bluebells are past their best in the woods, they continue to flourish in shadier areas like this stretch of Rowden lane, an old cattle droving pathway now used as a bridle path. Buttercups and campion mix in with the bluebells to create some magic.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

out with the clouts

The hawthorn is out!

and nothing goes to waste around here, exotic fallen Camelia flower tea


Saturday, May 10, 2014

Tuesday, May 06, 2014

morning prayers


rabbit at prayers this morning, and this afternoon a visitation by a small flock of goldfinches. Goldfinches form flocks in the winter but are meant to be fiercely competitive  in the breeding season, so it is surprising to see so many at the same time now.

Sunday, May 04, 2014

green eyes

orange tip butterfly thoughtfully displaying both sides of its wings. Also on the wing today were peacocks, tortoiseshells, green veined whites, brimstones and damsel flies.

Hi Ho Hi Ho Holiday



It's the best day of the year. The bluebell woods are in full bloom. Two Hungarian vizslas from Rezare are ambling over for a chat. The butterflies and damsel flies are out. The sun is shining. What more could one want.

Thursday, May 01, 2014

bit of a stretch



Even by our standards this was a bit of a crowd. The squirrel (who looks very brown for a grey) is the new kid on the block, and the two jackdaws were most displeased and tried to drive him away, whilst the rook and the pigeon looked on.