a dog's life in the Tamar valley, Cornwall, PL17

in the sunny clearings in the wood the beautiful and subtle tones of bitter vetch stand out like beacons, the cowwheat is already out. Let...

I truly believe that when the sun is up and the bluebells are out this is a little bit of paradise.

shattering the space time fabric of calm reflection, am I drowning or what? Helping mum comes naturally.

leaving only a trace of a ripple spreading through the reflections on the river; an instant in the fabric of space and time.

the beautiful and heavily scented rhododendron lutea or yellow azalea which grows in many of the woods locally.

this sleepy slow worm was found sunning itself on the compost heap