December Rose

The 1st of December, the last rose in the garden.

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On a Less Serious Note

Everything seems a tad too serious, intense and busy at the moment. I can’t see it will ease off very much this side of Christmas. I thought the calls on my time during November/December  would be easier once the boys were past the nativity plays, carol concerts and school fairs age; but other things have [...]

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Wild and Woolly

It has been a stormy night and I am very glad we have adopted ‘Plan B’, if we’d managed to pull off ‘Plan A’ the house would not have a roof on at the moment, it would be bound in scaffold and swathed in tarpaulins and I doubt any of us would have got much [...]

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Teachers Pets

Spud and Joe walking home*
It was parents evening at Joes school recently, it went very well, which is great news because school hasn’t always been a happy  place for Joe. Mr Uhdd was fair glowing with pride when he got home; for not only had Joe received a good report, the head stopped Mr [...]

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A Bird in the Barn

‘Quick grab the camera, there’s a bird in the barn, it’s quite big.’
So said Mr Uhdd; a kestrel had found its way into the barn, but couldn’t find its way out again.

It was looking a little battered and bewildered

In its frantic efforts to escape it had been launching itself against the window, its feet were [...]

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That Friday Feeling

I’ve been tied up all week, the blog has been neglected and I’ve been tetchy for lack of me time; sunrises have teased, the sun peeping out for no more than a handful of minutes before disappearing  behind a curtain of cloud. In what little time I could snatch I couldn’t even convince the  giggly [...]

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All Weather Dogs

People tell me Springer Spaniels are ‘all weather dogs’ ready for the off what ever the conditions. But when I opened the door this morning to let Spud out for a pee, he took one look at the raging storm and sat his bum down firmly on the door mat and shot me a ‘I’m [...]

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All That Remains

Hands up who wanted to see the mummified bat?  Well here it is, with a sewing thimble to give you an idea of the scale. He/she looks as if they are sleeping peacefully, the bones are so tiny and delicate, is that the pelvis, bottom left?
 
As it’s Halloween and we’ve covered the origin of [...]

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I Wish I Was in Wasdale

This time last year we were holed up in Wasdale, I’ve been hankering after the place, although there is nowt wrong with here you understand, it’s just I’d like the freedom from ‘stuff’ that comes with going away for a few days, at home you can never quite escape the chores, the niggling phone calls [...]

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Field Views

 
Early one morning. Fields, houses and the English village essentials, the cricket pitch and football pitch.

 
The puffs of smoke from the chimney in the photo below, are from the tunnel of a railway line that burrows it’s way through the hillside.
 

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