mother's little helper

shattering the space time fabric of calm reflection, am I drowning or what? Helping mum comes naturally.

trout rising

leaving only a trace of a ripple spreading through the reflections on the river; an instant in the fabric of space and time.

lutea

the beautiful and heavily scented rhododendron lutea or yellow azalea which grows in many of the woods locally.

lurking in the compost

this sleepy slow worm was found sunning itself on the compost heap

mistle fledglings

finally, with a great deal of whirring and clicking and general pandemonium, the mistle fledglings have just appeared. They tend to try and pretend they do not exist by keeping very still until you approach just a bit too close.

rock rose

for example (see below) I have never seen a rock rose growing wild locally, but this one is growing in the bank of the little stream between Old Mill and Luckett.