A hard frost greets the morning . Twinkling in the moonshine . The paths and roads are like ice staking rinks.
Sure I saw a white butterfly fly pass, but there again who knows , definitely not a leaf, must be seeking things. A phantom butterfly?
this is a blog about nature in a small town and the surrounding countryside.
A hard frost greets the morning . Twinkling in the moonshine . The paths and roads are like ice staking rinks.
Sure I saw a white butterfly fly pass, but there again who knows , definitely not a leaf, must be seeking things. A phantom butterfly?
A long pink cloud looking like unfurled candy floss adorns the early morning sky. Which promises to be a nice but cold winter’s day. No white stuff yet but it’s been promised.
The robin family and the blue tit family have created an alliance, they seem to like each other as we know robins are very territorial. Nice to see.
A Fox runs straight out in front of me it stopped look at me then carried on. Wondered what it was thinking .
A promise of snow, but at the moment it is very wet out there no rain but a watery sun.
The resident robin prefers the third fence post he sits there for a while quite often . The post is now known as Robin’s post!
The rain lashed down so hard it made the windows vibrate. A lone gull sitting on the tv aerial is ether being brave , really likes the storm or just silly. I take it , it likes the storm.
A dull wet cold xmas and windy as well. The resident robin popped out to say hello. Apart from that so quiet.
The snail leaving its silvery trail behind as it criss crosses the window trying to find somewhere to over winter,
The seagulls ride the thermals high above in the winter blue sky and they are silent for a change