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We heard the cuckoo!
Yesterday I went on a lovely walk with my daughter’s mother-in-law. There really ought to be a name for our relationship. There was a nip in the wind but the sun shone and created the most glorious colours in the sea.
The sun filtered by the clouds gave us purples and blues
shimmering steely glints
and glorious aqua greens.
We walked from Osmington Mills to Ringstead and came across this cottage that under normal circumstances would be buzzing with people. I took the number, because I might like to stay there one day – just a 5 minute walk to the sea.
Walking up through a sheltered wooded valley, we saw our first bluebell in flower. Crumbs! that’s early!
Next time we go there for a walk, we hope the cafe near the beach will be open and we will stop for a coffee.
We have had SO – MUCH – RAIN!!!
I have never seen the river as high as this at the ford.
When my son got married, in October 2008, the newlyweds left the church in a horse and trap and drove across the river here. The water would have covered their knees, sitting in the trap, if they had attempted it on Friday when I walked over the bridge in the rain.
And then the sun came out
and the heath was looking all rusty and glorious.
What is the weather like in your neck of the woods?
It has been so wet for so long and some of the woodlands near me are looking particularly lush and mossy – elves and fairies peeping out from behind every tree and fern.
To give everyone in my daughter’s family a much needed break from the rigours of home learning, I have taken two of my grandchildren out for a ‘keep-your-distance-walk’ a few times.
This is one of the cyber characters that inhabit Master R’s imagination
and then – throwing the chalk at the tree to make marks was a good game too – who could make the highest mark, how far away could they stand and still hit the tree?
And something to melt any Granny’s heart – a card from Little Miss M
She had made one for both of her Grannies. Awww! ❤
You might remember that Little Miss M and I are walking 500 miles together – You can go to this link to see a wonderful walk we did in March 2019.
We did not add many miles to our total last year (I wonder why?!) but we are both determined to do more this year.
Our total to date is 133.5 miles, only 366.5 to go!
Have you been able to go out for any walks this week?
Just after walking under blackening skies
and being drenched with icy rain and pelted with hailstones
The first photo was taken by my lovely walking friend – and that’s J in the last photo. Such happy memories of a multitude of walks over the years – and this one was right up there in the top 10!
❤ Have you found some magic this week? ❤
This photo is being entered in Cee’s Photo Challenge: Diagonal Lines
I took it on a walk this afternoon. I went for a walk ‘with’ Cathy.
We walk together even though we are miles apart.
Past the field to the woods
where the blubells are just coming into flower
Cathy and I enjoy nudging each other to get out there, enjoying this beautiful Spring.
On Thursday, a brief break in the relentless rain saw me donning my wellies and making a dash for it – catching a walk in the sunshine before it disappeared again.
Gorse in the hedgerows is always a cheery sight.
I walked straight out across the fields and looked back towards my house across the very soggy land
But I am so lucky compared with the thousands of people who have had their lives disrupted by the floods.
Then, into the woods
I can’t quite explain the sheer joy of seeing sunshine slanting through the clumps of hazel, it made me feel like a woodland sprite skipping over sunbeams.
And the sky went all bluebell too
My whole being was soaking up all this light and joy, making up for months of grey, wind and wet.
Peeping through the trees at the fields looking so green in the sunshine
and of course the obligatory photos of lichen – I am so fascinated by this stuff – I am convinced it holds secrets and answers and healing properties as yet untapped
Moss is nearly as fascinating
but doesn’t hold the magic of lichen.
I do hope you have been able to catch some sunbeams in your neck of the woods.
On Wednesdays, after school, I take my granddaughter Miss E to her Gym Class. In the winter I am happy to sit for the two hours with crochet and a flask of tea, listening to podcasts on my iPad, but yesterday was such a lovely evening, I dropped her off and drove on for about 10 minutes and went for a walk.
Is this a Six Spot Burnet moth?
Joining Cee’s Flower of the Day.
We had a magical family day out yesterday at Abbotsbury Swannery.
Feeding time for swans is at 12 noon and 4pm
Children are able to go and feed them too.
There were masses of breeding pairs to see
and cygnets – awwww!
There are Go Karts, a Maze, a Quiz, a Playground and a very good restaurant, which all makes for a very good day out.
And – Little Miss M and I added 3.2 miles to our total – 75.2miles completed – target 500 miles
‘We will walk 500 miles’
Today Little Miss M and I reached 60.8 miles of our 500 mile goal.
We walked up Glastonbury Tor – can you see that pink speck nearly at the top? That is Little Miss M (6) racing ahead to get there first.
What a glorious day it was with magnificent views
stretching far and wide……
looking back at the town of Glastonbury
and from the top
so good to stand together when I finally got there!
looking back at how far we had come
We were with my daughter, Miss E and Master R. The children were touchingly concerned about the modern carvings, but enjoyed the “love heart” as it had not damaged the stone
Having enjoyed the Spring sunshine, the breeze and the views it was time to go back down
with many others enjoying the climb
some leaving tributes or prayers in the trees
On the 85 minute journey home, Miss E (11) was a bit bored and invented Car Yoga to keep herself and the rest of us amused – with demonstrations of the Eyebrow Pose, the Upward Dog and the Squash-the-Person-Next-To-You Pose – Happy Days!
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Joining Son of a Beach’s Which Way Challenge
One of the best days in Yorkshire was when Cathy took me on a favourite walk of hers in Dalby Forest, to the Bridestones, you can see a map and description here.
We climbed up through the woods
and were both in awe of the colours, especially the larches
Which are particularly gorgeous this year
I can just imagine one of Kate Davies’ designs knitted in the colours above
My hair used to be the colour of that bracken! Seems like another life entirely.
We arrived at the top where the Bridestones are.
this is her view
A little further along there is an Elf’s tunnel, I had to squat right down low to get this picture, a 3 year old could just about walk through it, and elves of course.
now down into the valley
where we could hear a squawking bird
With a wonderful free App on my phone ‘Chirp’ I could identify it as a Jay, then we saw the Jay flitting through the trees, sounding very perturbed about something – like this
and nearly back to the car now
Oh what a fabulous walk.
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The day was not over ………
off we went to see Rachel Whiteread’s Nissen Hut …………
Inspired by Eliza’s post, I set off with Miss E, Master R and Little Miss M to record our walk yesterday, a glorious October morning.
This Autumn is truly deliciously spectacular.
Little Miss M reminded me to put Strava on so that we could record our distance to add to our target of 500 miles.
This is one of our favourite walks and we have been doing it since they were all babies, but it has been a long time since we were here ….
….. imagine their delight when they spied the river and remembered the swing!
Miss E was first to get there
But of course they all had a turn I think we could have stayed there all day
whilst they explored in their own inimitable ways
walks are never dull with this lot!
But we had to cover some ground if Little Miss M and I are going to reach our goal – onward.
Whilst they were looking at the cows and chatting together I went up ahead
wait for us Granny!
There is something magical about sunken lanes lined with old knarled trees, contorted by their history
is this one a camel?
or a hare?
Fairy fungi everywhere – we had to look up the name of this one – Fly Agaric
and do you think this one might be the rare: Iodine Bolete
It looked the perfect home for an evil elf!
Here we sat for a drink and a snack. We all thought of three words each to describe our walk so far, and as we walked on the children composed little poems using the words – it all got very giggly as they created weird and wonderful rhymes.
And then we found ourselves in a prickly gorse tunnel where the path had become overgrown
I was hoping it would end and we would come out on clear path so we battled on for quite a way getting stabbed with prickles and feeling like badgers in the undergrowth. We sent Master R ahead to see if there was light at the end of the tunnel – but no – we had to turn back and make our way back the way we had come.
Our batteries fully recharged by the wonderful views, the sunshine and that blue sky
Oh the joy of autumn sunshine through trees and walking the sunken lanes.
Back to the car and Little Miss M and I checked Strava. We had added 2.4 miles to our total. We have now done 54 miles – only 446 to go!
I hope you enjoyed scampering along with us.
Continuing our bluebell walk in West Dorset …
we decided not to walk up to Thorncombe Beacon, but could see others enjoying the view
a perfect day for a paraglide
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We climbed the hill and over the stile
and as we turned inland, Westerly views towards Devon
(Click on the link for other good walking routes along the coast path.)
We took time to smell the blossom in the hedgerow, I think this is a wild plum
we must return in September to find out.
Through the gate, with a look over our shoulders at that glorious scene, saying farewell to the sea we continue
onward through more bluebell woods
to marvel at the way the light plays through the trees,
joining Cee’s Flower of the Day
Magic all around us
A time to stop and breathe and notice how all the senses are tingling with pure joy, blessings counted, smiles exchanged between friends and for at least the hundredth time we say how lucky we are to live here……
Last Sunday I met a couple of friends for a bluebell extravaganza of a walk!
The path took us through deep dark woods
Joining Cee’s Which Way Challenge
and lighter glades where the light was stunningly, beautifully, softly, frothily romantic
We stopped at Down House Farm
and sat out in the garden
Oh what a joyful day, the sun shone, the air was sweet, the sky was blue, our batteries were well and truly recharged …..
to be continued …………
sweet scents of childhood
in green lanes
Ronovan in the weekly Haiku Challenge. This week’s prompts: SWEET and SCENT
The photo is of Master R, taken in summer 2016 at Kingston Lacy, one of our favourite places for a day out.
Week 14 of our One-a-Week Photo Challenge: POND
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Back in the darker January days when frost dusted everything with magic, Miss E and I went walking with our cameras. Miss E was given a camera for Christmas and she was keen to get some frosty shots. We went to Thorncombe Woods and headed for the pond.
chagrin felt at school
healed with home education,
love, joy and freedom
Joining in with Ronovan’s weekly Haiku Challenge, prompt words:
CHAGRIN and JOY
Do you recognise the bobble hat? – I made one for each grandchild last year, but trying to get a decent photo of all of them was like herding cats
I’ll be away from the computer for a couple of weeks. Cathy will be holding the Photo fort over at Nanacathy, leave a link on her One-a-Week Photo Challenge posts and I will include them in the April Round-Up. Thank you Cathy and as Cathy says:
a light breeze blowing
primroses growing by trees
busy buzzing bees
Combining our One-A-Week Photo Challenge: HISTORICAL,
Ronovan’s Haiku prompts: BREEZE and BLOW
Cee’s Which Way Challenge
My sister, Bentley and I went for a really good long walk at Badbury Rings last week, an Iron Age Hill Fort, near Wimborne in Dorset. Another walk towards my 17 for 2017 target.
I am always trying to catch Bentley unawares as, like most dogs, he doesn’t like having his photo taken
We walked round the ramparts, across the top and then round the back of the Rings
Spotting plenty of ‘Which Way’ scenes to photograph
Breeze, blow, Bentley with branch, Badbury, bees, boat and barn (and later on, back for blanket, a brew and banana cake)
This willow was a-buzzzzzzzzzzzzzin with bees, both honey and bumble. We tried for ages to get some good photos, but failed, imagine a loud and constant hum accompanied by birdsong from the woods beyond.
The boat had seen better days and was probably home to many little creatures
The barn, festooned with ivy,
another wildlife haven.
Then back home for delicious cake made for us by my lovely niece
who was very happy to receive her Dorset Hedgerow Blanket
She is at Uni studying to be a vet in Glasgow, so it will be nice to have something from home to snuggle under in the evenings, even though it is now officially Spring.
Happy Spring Equinox one and all!
Cathy and I would love you to join us in our One-A-Week Photo Challenge, just leave a link in the comments to your Historical Photos, current or archive all are welcome.
For up and coming subjects go to the Photo Challenge Page.
So here is the thing, yesterday, 21 January 2015, my husband was diagnosed with kidney cancer. This is the new journey it takes us on.
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