From the bottom of the garden there are lovely views over the River TemeĀ  meandering across its flood plain below us. There are oxbow lakes off to the left with a colony of Canada geese grazing their banks and on the river we regularly see Mute swans, or rather more often hear the strong whoosh … More autumn


If ever a month were well named it is March and on this first day of Spring, it is time for a new post. I began to write the last one on March 8th, unpublished as many of my posts seem to be, where I speculated on how the vagaries of the weather in this … More march