Estuary walk

My grandson and I walked to the estuary and mooched along its shore.

Sky scape - crabapples

Waxeyes feeding

The morning after

Sunlight streaming in, revealing the tidy-up of the night before didn't happen.

Frost

Riverton - late afternoon, May.

Gutter leaves

This gutter constantly flows with clear water, even when there's been no rain; somehow, a spring has diverted into it and nobody's "fixed" it. These two autumn leaves were trapped by the algae that grows on the bed.

Alcove

Expressive leaf

Children's blocks

Rummaging through the eclectic mix of wooden blocks, plain, coloured, printed and embossed, I found this collection of appealing cubes.

Axminster

Scatterings on the ground provide the perfect medium for mushrooms. Over the next few weeks, the colour drains from these fallen bits and pieces, but spring flowers will push through soon enough; snowdrop, bluebell, crocus and daffodil.

A better path

At a certain time of the year, the paths through the garden are paved with colourful leaves.

Roadside plantings

These mosses were growing on the wall of one of the ugliest buildings in creation. Their efforts to cover the grim thing is very encouraging.

Libation

To the gods of travel, asking for their attention and help. Calm, supportive skies, please, with gentle landings for Hollie.

Foyer

Arriving home from trips 'abroad' - into the village, or, daringly, beyond, I'm greeted by this tunnel of calm and shelter; I always love it and breathe easier.

Birch leg, knee & eye

Under the conifers

This "Santa's cap" has lost most of its snow, but still looks Christmassy, thanks to the strewn conifer tips.

One ruler to ruler them all

The pen is a beautiful thing but rarely used. I wrote several letters with it around the time I found it in a junk shop a couple of years ago, but slipped back onto the keyboard as the cost of postage climbed. The ruler is made from ebony and serves ledger keepers, or at least did, back when such folk needed a ruler that wouldn't cause the ink to run and smudge their work. It's dense wood and would be great for beating off debtors or anyone else intent on disturbing the work of a ledger writer.

Delightful gift

I was given blackberries, nested. They were delicious!

Coming clean

Let's clear up any confusion: I look like this.

Explaining that head

I was gifted a stone head for my birthday. It sits amongst the wild chervil and alexanders, waiting for spring and a new location. It's heavy and a little frightening for the little children, but I like him, a lot.

First light

Beginning a new blog is like giving birth to a sylph; and who knows what that would be like!
Here's an image that seems suitable for a first post; please enjoy.