Venterdon sunsets

another stunning sunset over our village, the weather is set fair for a very fine Easter break. The mower is working, the grass is growing, I know where I will be.

not at Duchy College

not all pond life is at Duchy College studying how to drop litter.

joy

meanwhile Spot takes a grass bath and is happy.

the Sun rains down

the Sun, thrown thoughtfully out of a passing vehicle, carpeting the lanes.

I dreamt of dying last night; not about dying, but doing the thing itself, only to wake (reincarnate?) in this parallel universe in a state of relief but confusion.

What we see here is the death of England, casual, contemptuous, careless and full of loathing. I am optimistic for humanity as a whole because we can and do solve problems, but I fear for the local branch and its mindless, barbaric self.

wood anemones on the road to Latchley

these beautiful flowers are flourishing now and carpeting the older woodlands.

misfortune

a fledgling sparrow (not a mistle thrush as I first thought). Soon after this photo was taken it was rescued from the jaws of a hungry jackdaw. The young are much bigger than their frantic parents. Parents nowhere to be seen, usually they will defend their young very aggressively. Now what do we do?