0745/6th May 2023 In principle, I am not a fan of mist. Even with the advantages of modern technology, I like the pilot of any aeroplane I happen to be on, to be able to see where they are going. Back in the days before all said advantages, mist caused my airline colleagues and I … Continue reading Small delights
Early evening brought visitors to the lower field yesterday. It was hard to count, but there were at least 6. They looked up as I snapped their pics and then jumped the far wall to another property. The Farmer's Almanac says this is to be a long, cold Winter. It will be hard for them. … Continue reading Mr Green
Curse of the clover?
0703/25th August 2021 It didn't even warrant a photograph. And I take pictures of the most obscure things. But I'll get to that in a minute. . . An obscure thing. What is it? Even before I became a lady of a certain age, I dressed in long pants on all but the hottest days … Continue reading Curse of the clover?
Ghostly sounds drifted across the valley, muffled by thick morning mist. They could easily have been rifle or musket fire and I imagined myself transported back 260 years to the early days of Cambridge which was founded in 1761. Having read the Eliot Pattison's entire series of Inspector Shan Tao Yun books, I have progressed … Continue reading Ghosts