Moonset

Sunrise in Cornwall, strange colours and a hard frost. It wasn't raining today, but no doubt it will soon.

spirits

further to our log carrying, dad caught this image of our canine spirits following on close behind. When I say Dad I mean boss, but he is a father figure to us all and has to make payments to the CSA (canine support agency) re pigs' ears and so on.

harriet's fan club

I found this pic of a hunk of meat at the bottom of Harriet's basket. Looks kinda moody doesn't he, maybe an Elvis of dogs, or even maybe a Hendrix. Anyway no poodlefaking round here. Apparently his dad can't blog his pictures. When he can we'll name his blog.

log training

mum insists we practice running around carrying tree trunks although no one knows why. The boss says it's the canine equivalent of bringing home the bacon.

Tamar river

autumnal Tamar, Greenscoombe woods between Luckett and Latchley, quiet river.

enchanter's nightshade

I thought I might help out some of the less well favoured blogs (for example see http://frodoandlily.blogspot.com/) by providing pictures of flowers they think they have seen in the woods. According to the boss it was known to the anglo saxons as aelfthone and they used it as a protection against elves; it does not appear to have worked well locally. It is a very small flower and has only two very notched petals. It likes dark woods. At the top left of this pic you can see the seeds covered in bristles which are specially designed for lurcher coats.