Well it’s March 25th and I just turned on the air conditioner! It’s 7:00 PM and 85 degrees out. Humbug!
Well, it's March 25th and I just took off my jumper. Uhm, that's pullover/sweater/jersey.Well it’s March 25th and I just turned on the air conditioner! It’s 7:00 PM and 85 degrees out. Humbug!
the dawn chorus seemed louder than ever, hundreds of clamorous birds competing in a natural Eisteddfod. Song thrushes, wrens, blackbirds, even pheasants.
When I came to the river, the light was growing but seemed equal in all directions. The whole world was no more than the riverbank fading into nothingness a hundred yards up- and down-stream, with the far bank indicated only by a vague line of larches looming out of the gray, nothing could be seen behind them. A self-contained little world of damp, the air seemed as wet as the river.
Bob, I never think of taking a camera when I go out in the morning before breakfast. Probably too dark anyway at this time of year. But here's a few pictures I took on that route one winter morning - apologies if I've put these up before.Maybe some photos while you’re out in nature one day? I’d love to see it.
here's a few pictures I took on that route one winter morning