Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Bright Young Things



Down in the corner of the  field we have a some some up and coming young saplings, they’re an eclectic band of brothers; oak, beech, ash, rowan, alder, buckthorn to name but a few

This is the chestnut

Chestnut 1

Many have been given to us by friends, such as an oak grown from an acorn collected in Richmond Park, and that they just managed to squeeze in the car to bring too us, (another years growth and they would have had to drive from London with the sun roof open to accommodate it) or they are ‘rescue seedlings’ that had just sprouted in the wrong place at the wrong time, like the oak, from the centre of the field, probably from an acorn stashed  there by a jay.


It was warm and sunny when I was looking them over, at my feet every time I took a step forward, dozens of spiders moved in a scurrying ripple around my feet

Spider without bath 

which reminded me of the fact my red welly boots are a little short for being comfortable in the company of field spiders and of a lovely animation that was a favourite of the boys when they were small (Oh OK, it was my favourite and I’m loath to get rid of the video.) Watch the clip and the tune will be with you all day.

If the last week has been a holiday, I’ll be glad to get back to work for a rest, (and catch  up with my blog reading)  yesterday I spent the best part of six hours in the car with 3 over excited boys, there wasn’t a yard of the journey when they were all quiet.


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

5 thoughts on “Bright Young Things

  1. Can hardly wait to get to Rob the Firefighter’s so I can watch all the video clips people have been posting. What wonderful buds! Can’t imagine how you can tell what each is – I need bark, leaf, tree shape, nut . . . and one of those cunning signs with the Latin name in script doesn’t hurt either.

    Wanted to get the blue kayak out and cleaned up, but thought better of dealing with the spiders just now. Be sure to shake the red wellies out . . .

  2. Very nice images, Uhdd. The bit about the spiders totally creeps me out, though.

  3. That one at the top is uncanny, the way the young leaf looks like a skeleton already. Lucky trees to have your attention.

  4. Had completely forgotten about that cartoon – thankyou! 😀

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