Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether summer clothe the general earth With greeness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon.
Friday, October 07, 2011
A very quick post this time as my entire family will be here over this coming weekend. Neil, Cesca and the boys are coming up from Suffolk to see Steve, Hannah and the girls before they return to South Africa on the 17th. Juliette will also be around for part of the time so it's going to be a busy weekend. The weather has changed drastically since my last post, it's much cooler and finally we've had some rain. The first thing I saw as I walked down Short's Lane was a rainbow - and it isn't the way I'm holding the camera, the field really does slope like that:) The green is the new crop coming through, I'm not sure yet what it is.
Further down on the other side of the lane there's a rabbit warren, usually I'm not quick enough to get a photograph but this little rabbit posed nicely and happily B Baggins didn't see him:)
I was really surprised to spot this lovely foxglove in full bloom.
There are a lot of silver birch trees in the woods and up on the moor so I see quite a lot of bracket fungus but this one was perticularly splendid.
The bridle path leading up to Lenny Hill looking very autumnal now.
Almost at the top I was admiring the view when I realised that the view was looking back at me:) I'm not sure whether this is a young red deer stag or a roebuck. In spite of desperate attempts to see whether the telltale heart shaped white patch was on his backside I couldn't make an identification. There are a few roe deer on the moor so either is possible. Anyone know for sure?
I climbed up a track to try to get a better look from higher up but he was hidden in the bracken. It was worth the climb to see the lovely view though.
Walking back down Strawberry Lee I spotted these fly agaric on the other side of the little stream at the bottom of a steep slope so risked life and limb scrambling down a deer track so I could get near enough for a photograph.
More wildlife - this was actually the previous morning, I looked down to see Mr Toad struggling through the dead leaves towards the stone wall. In spite of missing the large rabbit and the even larger deer B Baggins did spot the toad! By the time I got his lead on Mr Toad had made it to the wall.
He decided that discretion was definitely the better part of valour and with much scrabbling of feet and rustling of dead leaves he disappeared slowly from sight.
That will be it from me until next week now - hope you all have a good weekend.