I tend to expect cool weather in the winter months and love walking in the brisk temperatures of near freezing. Texans do not!
trees
The Trees Remain the Same…
“See that tree at the end?”
“Yes!” I said fully expecting him to say he’d fallen out of it during a particularly brave feat of super boyhood,
“That’s where I buried…must have been 100 baby rabbits!”
The Weather!
The trees have got it right and I am enjoying their colourful expressions of the season, they add warmth ad brightness to the coolest, dullest day, if you care to look.
A fragrant broth with its surprising blend of flavours captures the colourful expression of the season perfectly too…
In one of my mother’s pudding basins.
Riot of Colour…
There is a place in the ancient woods where I take my walk that is a dumping ground for trees…
Communing With Nature…
On our second and last day at Horseshoe Canyon hubs and I took a walk. Similar to a hike in…
Walking In Woods & Around Ponds…
While walking in the slightly cooler weather around our pond across the field I took this barren looking view of…
Flying Squirrels…
There are such things as flying squirrels and I have a family of them living in my garden. They were…
My Favourite Thing…
Some of the things I love about England.
The rockery. It harbours heathers, lavender and other hardy everygreens, shrubs that seem to tolerate hose pipe bans and droughts, often found in front of wood timbered houses but not always…And lastly, my favourite thing, sharing this Gap Year, on these fair shores, with my Southern Gentleman!