The heartwood of a (badly) felled sycamore.

It had rained hard all morning, so when I went out, the birds were pleased to be able to resume their business and the crows were all...

A cinquain from CC.

Yes, I do mean Fromm - I'm harping back to Erich.

Hello, Ratty!

I have no idea who left this.

A poem by CC about the Crone and the poplar.

...the sun disagrees...

The landmark oak.

A picture from Leanne's trail camera.

For the first time in a few weeks, all three of the Divines' fledglings were on the food hunt. There were a few scuffles - as Divo tried...

This is a flailed hedge - not a laid one.

I know: dreadful title.

One of my favourite oaks.

CC and I attended the next session of Wyld Words run by Lizzie Elliot of Sea Wyld. Instead of octopuses, it was ants. Lizzie ran through...

Divo and Diva

From my garden... may have sustained a trowel injury.

Another out-of-focus photo. Grrr....

It's meant to be more detailed but a) I got bored and b) I couldn't be bothered to put on my glasses.

A Driveway - not looking impressed