corn salad

this is a very pretty, but tiny little blue flower, it is hardly noticeable. I don't know whether or not anyone eats its leaves these days. You can get some idea of the size of the flowers from the dandelion seed at bottom left

Deirdre

Tomorrow we say farewell to our friend Deirdre for the last time. She was a popular woman with a mordant wit and a generous heart. She spent her life looking after others and in the end was given so little time for herself; Spring came and she died. We will all miss her very much.

hiding from the mower

these daisies survive by keeping their collective heads down

ground ivy

this will do for today's gem, a lovely little patch of ground ivy, not dissimilar to dog violet but no horn on the flower

crowfeet

not exactly a gem but at the bottom left, in the murky swamp is some ivy leaved crowfoot growing amongst the rubble at Kit Hill Quarry.

(admin note:- he means bottom right but he is a bit dyspawsic)

drying out

up bright and early today, playing around in the quarry pond at Kit Hill. The larks were singing loudly, and I heard my first cuckoo of the year although I did not Spot it. The boss claims to have captured the same cuckoo up here last year BEFORE WE WERE BORN (does this count in my blog?) and insists that I blog it.


the aforementioned cuckoo; picture taken on 24/4/05 almost exactly one year ago (1BS) (2005 Christian era)