If a friend hadn’t pointed it out to me, I might not have realised that today is Ascension Day – the fortieth day of Easter.
For no better reason than “because I can”, I’ve decided to mark the occasion with an extra, mid-week post with a few of the many photos I took years ago when I went to the Bristol Balloon Fiesta.
Continue reading “extra, extra!”
No dabbling in the dew this morning – I’d have had to put my wellies on and am not sure how you tell dew that has risen from rain that has fallen.
No Morris dancers with their bells and wooden staves, and no dancing round the Maypole.
No Green Man and no May Queen.
Continue reading “maybe; maybe not”
From Tom’s Midnight Garden – the vast country-house grounds held trapped in the memory of a tiny city backyard – to The Secret Garden, which Mary Lennox discovers with the help of the robin, to The Selfish Giant‘s garden where Spring will not visit while the children are kept out, there’s something magical about walled gardens.
Continue reading “wallflowers and garden walls”
When I posted about the Queen’s birthday a few hours ago, I had forgotten that today was Earth Day.
Having now remembered, I think perhaps this poem and pictures would have been more appropriate, so this weekend we’ll have an additional post.
(Only the top image was taken in Spain, and I’m not really sure that it was actually La Mancha, but that’s probably not that important.)
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According to the news, the Queen celebrated her 91st birthday yesterday by going to Newbury races.
As far as I can ascertain, there was no special monarch’s trophy awarded or race run to mark either the Queen’s birthday or her presence at the event; even so, it’s as good a reason as any for starting this post with a photo of a magnificent golden kingcup.
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