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

all of a sudden the colour has gone out of the meadows which have become a sea of brown knapweed seed heads and the occasional flash of...

not long to go now

there are no poppies here, but these wild flowers on the rocky path up hill can stand in their stead, and there is light ahead.

Thus at the flaming forge of life   Our fortunes must be wrought The Springer Spaniel at Treburley nestling under a chestnut tree s...

wild apples and hawthorn berries presage the arrival of autumn, alas.

the last of the summer butterflies (tortoiseshell, red admiral and peacock) on knapweed and heather