Another one of those ‘accidental’ walks. I wandered into town via pond and canal and found myself in the shiny new bus station. There’s loads of places that I could get a free* ride to, but somehow the idea didn’t appeal. So with nothing particularly in mind I meandered off down towards the Priory Church.
Don’t forget that you can see pictures bigger by clicking on them.
Lørdag Første Oktober 2016
Google translate tells me that that’s Saturday first October in Danish.
As usual for the weekend, a Mollyless walk
The two planes are both Flybe heading for Doncaster. They were almost exactly an hour apart. Note: the later one’s propeller powered – not very common for so large a passenger craft(?).
Convolvulus flowers are pretty beautiful – pity it’s a weed. Continue reading →
If I’m not careful I’ll catch up with myself, blogging at this rate.
Tuesday 20th September ’16
Grade ‘A’ gray day
Wasp on Ivy
A “Grade ‘A’, grey day”* on the pond. What’s the correct spelling of GREY (or GRAY) anyhow? Apparently gray is used more in the U.S of A. but grey elsewhere although either is OK wherever you are. see herelink.
Ivy flowers have pollen covered stamens to coat wasps, bees, flies and hoverflies when they come for the nectar.
The seeds of the sycamore spiral slowly down helicoptering as they go. The low speed of descent allows the wind to carry them far afield. I hate sycamores. They spring up any- and every-where and grow so fast that other trees have little chance to compete. Continue reading →
Photos taken on my daily (well almost daily) walks. Some alone and some with Molly the dug.
Most weeks I walk Molly thrice – her owner works in Nottingham so travelling time and stuff means she’d be alone for ages. He’s on an awful zero hours contract so can’t be sure what he’ll be working any particular week. She’s a lovely wee dug – at first glance I thought she was a Scotty but she’s actually a Jack Russel type – albeit a bit long haired. She’s quite obedient – comes when called – but chases cats with glee. I’ll have to ask how old she is, she’s no pup.
On again. Don’t forget you can click the pics to see ’em bigger.
Thursday September First 2016
More of the same, or at least similar.
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There’s one south facing grassy slope that has grasshoppers skulking in warm weather.
Spiders build webs in the brambles alongside the paths around the pond.
There’s aircraft overhead most of the day. This is one of the small ones.
Usually its the coots that fight but here they’re looking on while a couple of female (or juvenile?) mallards have at it.
This has got to be the prickliest plant around. Continue reading →
Thought I’d better do some bloggin’ or folk’ll think I’ve snuffed it. Starting from t’ end of August.
Here goes (click the pics to see ’em bigger)(All pics are on Flickrlink, where they’re bigger than here)
Wednesday 31st August ’16
Wednesday: Wodnesdæg: Woden’s day “When gorse is out of bloom, kissing’s out of fashion.” As I was told some short time ago.
It’s the start of spider season. At least the fat bodied ones that create webs in the brambles. Speaking of which, there’s more and more blackberries; “mellow fruitfulness”† indeed. Continue reading →