Cow Parsley Reflections

Blossom Reflected

 

Leaves on the Leet

Green 2

Green

 

The Fallen Tree

This tree shattered, and fell towards the bridge. A couple of years ago there was a swing hanging from a main branch (children often play down by the River Leet here, leaving signs of their occupation, at the moment there are the ashes of a fire). I think the swinging with the weight of a child must have weakened the tree. From the broken branches leaves are still sprouting. Elsewhere, a chaos of tree. Somewhere I have a photograph of that swing, before the tree tumbled.

 

Portrait through Glass

Cow Parsley in Dappled Sunlight

Cow Parsley Reflected in the Leet

Baby Bird

This small personage was squeaking and agitating and giving me the eye outside out conservatory/lean-to, I was alarmed for the wee bird, but when I went out it had disappeared. Hope it survives, to join the female blackbird who crashed against our window in the night and knocked out all the flesh and feathers on the back of her head, and the blackbird without a tail, whom I’ve noticed for a couple of years now, both haunting the bird table. Whenever I go out into the garden, they appear, sometimes accompanying me up to the path to the vegetable garden.