Monday, April 03, 2006

heroic postures


here's a good one of me looking rather noble, on a very pleasant April afternoon only marred by Uncle Max going off on one of his adventures because the burglar alarm went off. He ran off. Unfortunately, because he only has 4 neurones, he gets completely lost if he goes more than 50 yards from home. Fortunately he is very friendly, and everyone knows he's one of the Orchard House gang, and he has his convict tag around his neck.

would anenomes



in a wood I would be

in ashes and flame

an anenome

by nature and by name

a poem by Spot the one I did earlier

Harriet's enemone


a little group of wood anenomes and Harriet's tail framing the lovely Inny.

Beals Mill



It is getting quite Spring like now. There were wood anenomes and speedwells out this morning and a little bit of golden saxifrage, and this giant red orchid (early red BT, foul smelling flower box attracting ringers from a wide area).

Sunday, April 02, 2006

a new log




mum is considering starting her own log, but first she has to catch it

Friday, March 31, 2006

bad hair days



before, mum looking
suitably rug-ged , and afterwards, looking like a pig's ear whilst eating one. She is not keen on this even though she gets so hot she can't even think about running