mallards rising

There was a lot of bird activity at Kit Hill quarry early this morning. It was cold enough to freeze your b... but enough of that; this mallard flew away before I could introduce myself. His colours blend beautifully with the granites and mosses of the quarry face.

Spot

I'm back! It's all done and dusted, and I'm fine. Blur is caused by travelling faster than speed of light.

blackthorn

blackthorn in profusion, for a black day, and the sycamore leaves are coming.

a sad day

on a black day
I am Spot no more
but Spo, bright and gay;
and sore.

but there are too many unwanted pups in the world, so the T's had to go.

and Tomorrow is my birthday, and I am expecting lots of friends and presents and a party, at HOME.

and one of me, soon to be spo

Yes, I will have that pheasant. In the background you can see Aunty Sally thinking about taking the O's out of Frodo. Me it's just joie de courir.

pheasant's eye

not the red corn weed, but the beautiful narcissi poeticus, a type of daffodil; it was probably grown in these meadows commercially once upon a time. I don't know why it should be poeticus, certainly not for Wordsworth.