Uphilldowndale

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


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Thirty days wild. 22nd June

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The best thing that you can do for nature is too make it part of your life. That’s why we’re asking thousands of people to make room for nature in their everyday lives this June. Please spread the word amongst friends, colleagues and family and get them to sign up, too! After all, all our lives are better if they’re a bit wild… ‘

I’ve signed up to 30 Days Wild with the Derbyshire Wildlife Trust,  with the aim of blogging each day, a little bit of the nature of my world.

 

There was a bit of a buzzing going on in the flower bed this afternoon.  I’ve not a clue what was going on, erm, its rather embarrassing to admit, but I’m must confess, to not knowing much about the birds and the bees (well the life cycle of bees and most insects, come to that).  I’m sure other bloggers would be more knowledgeable than me .

Answers on a postcard please…

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Sorry for the spasmodic delivery of posts, I’m having a few technical difficulties, help is on it’s way


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Thirty day wild. June 19th

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The best thing that you can do for nature is too make it part of your life. That’s why we’re asking thousands of people to make room for nature in their everyday lives this June. Please spread the word amongst friends, colleagues and family and get them to sign up, too! After all, all our lives are better if they’re a bit wild… ‘

I’ve signed up to 30 Days Wild with the Derbyshire Wildlife Trust,  with the aim of blogging each day, a little bit of the nature of my world.

 

The garden ferns are fully unfurled now. Such verdant greens

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Out on a Limb

Move over the frogs, the toads are coming to a pond near you…

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It was impossible to count, but I’m sure there must have been over a hundred. When we came home at dusk on Thursday night we had to abandon the car in the drive, we couldn’t have driven on without squashing them, they arriving from  every direction. I wonder how they know which direction to head.

Toads pond

They had no qualms about being disturbed  by humans or dogs. Spud just jumped in

Spud swimming with toads

And joined those looking for love

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This one was climbing back out, job done I suppose.

toad climbing_

It sat in the sun for quite a while,

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it was a very sunny day, I was getting a bit worried it might need some factor 50 sun cream, that skin  looks delicate.

I spotted one with only three legs. I wondered if it was a birth defect, or if it had lost a limb in some toady trauma. It amazes me how animals can seem to manage such an injury.

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It seemed to be coping just fine (and no, it didn’t swim round in circles).


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Frosted Fizz

A sharp frost overnight gave the great outdoors a bit of a boost this morning.

frost fizz

The garden was lifted from its damp decay.

frosted mahonia_

And the field effervesced

frosted leaf 

The remains of the field maple glowed in the cold.

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And a spiders web was frosted filigree

frosted web

Whilst the hedgerow was barbed with ice.

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As a family we’ve come close to hibernation over the last couple of weeks,  I think we all needed it. I’m feeling torn now, between wanting to regain some semblance of routine back to my life, or staying in my cosy little world. Sigh.


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Family Roots

My blog lurches along, in fits and starts. Many things have been bubbling away, they seems to consume vast swaths of time, but if I were to list them all here, the majority would seem very mundane. But I’ll kick start a few posts by telling you about a special event.

We had a family gathering at Kew Gardens in London, to inter my father in laws ashes, long time readers might remember that he died in 2013, his wish was that his body be donated for medical science and we held a memorial service soon after his death.

  After a period of time (12 months in my father in laws case) the body  is returned to the family and they can make their own arrangements, if that is what the donor requested , or the anatomy  society arranges for a cremation and the scattering of the ashes at the crematorium. 

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Mr Uphilldowndale’s father visited Kew often, it was a favourite place. One of the reasons for his interest was that a family ancestor, was a keen amateur botanist and a number of plants were named after him by his friend botanist Joseph Hooker, who was a director of Royal Botanic Gardens, Kew. So you can see what a fitting place it seemed to be for the interment. The staff at Kew looked after us beautifully, and extended their hospitality by inviting us to stay on to enjoy the preview night of their Christmas lights, this seemed a perfect way to round off the day, it was quite magical.

 

So some photos of Kew by night

The palm house, the lights and flames all timed to music, pure theatre

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Meandering through the glass houses

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Surreal candelabra suspended from trees

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The cacti house seemed other worldly.

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The Palm House,

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ever changing.

Kew lights 3


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No Angels

They may have an angelic glow, but these sheep can be mean, moody and destructive.

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Whilst we’ve been at the seaside, these three and the rest of their flock have been munching their way through the lanes and gardens.

At home a team of builders have been toiling away in the summer sun, building an extension for us (carrying on where we left off a good while ago) The boss reports he had a standoff with the sheep over right of access to our garden.

When they returned  a few days latter, I tried to send them packing with my best ‘GERRROFFF’ cry and waving of arms, windmill fashion which had none of the usual effect of sending them back across the fields. Instead they (some twenty woolly souls) crashed through the building materials, charged across the flower beds, past the back door and off up the drive. Our display of Michaelmas daisies will be somewhat diminished this year.

 

Over the hills they’ve been having a bit of trouble with sheep rustling, with some 77 lambs being stolen in Edale, I defy anyone to try and steal this  feisty flock at the dead of night.

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