Wednesday 01.07.2015

Had to think twice about the bird noise I was hearing at the top of the hill this morning and then remembered: lapwings! Fifteen plus, tumbling over the field with one anxious pair warning me and the dogs away. So long since there`s been any numbers, it was a moment to savour. Yellowhammers, great tits, skylarks, a kestrel - all busy on this warm but breezy full-on summer morning - none of the energy sapping, sweltering temperatures they`re enduring further south (poor things.........)


Beautiful shapes,textures and colours



though this is being baled up this evening, leaving the field bare and pale yellow.
Someone`s been busy in the woods too, cutting the grass again into wide pathways which does make the summer walking easier but also makes the place feel more like a park. Plenty of cow parsley left though - the pungent smell everywhere -

and plenty of little windy pathways too......

And in other news - went to Glasgow instead of Mr. Grohl`s cancelled gig.....always plenty to see and listen to (they were really good)

strangers to chat to, walks through the parks






and by the river

and then there are the walks during work days, also on pavement, also with buildings to take note of - not to mention the pleasure of peering over people`s fences.......it doesn`t matter as long as one can continue to put one foot in front of the other......have I mentioned Stuart Maconie`s book? A real treasure of which more later.