spirits

up in the meadows, Greenscoombe woods, looking for fritillaries (far too early I think) capturing the spirit of running (I'm the black blur)

yellow archangel

and some yellow archangel; it likes woodlands and hedgerows and is a close relative of white and red deadnettle, supposed to be in flower on September 29, Archangel Michael's day (that reminds me it's my birthday soon, I'm expecting gifts you know) and guards against hob boglins (admin note: biscuit thieves) and were-people who eat puppies.

on the parish boundary

this little patch by the bridge between Luckett and Latchley is full of flowers all spring; the wood anenomes have died back and now it is full of ramsons and bluebells

alexanders

this patch of alexanders above Higherland is growing about half a mile from the only other patch I have seen down at Old Mill; I think it must be spreading. The church looks very pretty in the background.

marsh violets

there is only one little patch of marsh violets in the whole parish (at least that I know about). They were crushed by the machinery thinning out Sheba woods and only three are left this year, it seems a pity to destroy one thing to save another.

grasses

I love the complexity of even simple things.