Sunday, 19 May 2013

At the greening of the day

Today I have had a play with Tim's new camera.  Our last Lumix pocket camera was wonderful for walks, small, compact and with a fantastic lens.  However it was subject to a range of unfortunate events that sadly heralded it's demise.  We have two very good 35mm cameras but they are heavy and really not that practical on long walks, unless photography is the purpose of the expedition.

After a scan through Ebay, Tim found and bought a second hand compact.  It doesn't quite have the spec of the other but is acceptable as a replacement.  It needs a little different approach to zoom and close up, not being quite as versatile.  Needless to say a number of photos have ended up in the virtual bin.

First up was a walk.  We took a stroll through my favourite ancient wood, Ploughman's Wood, which is ever changing with the seasons, the coppicing and the light.
The Bluebells were on the verge of being over,  we were too late for the Anemones.  However the Wild Garlic was burgeoning and there was Ragged Robin and Queen Anne's Lace.

The bottom of this tree sported a double Bracket.

Every now and then the light was magical.

Some trees hide secrets.

Because this is a managed nature reserve, the paths are maintained to prevent erosion.  My boys  love the walk and chose the route they like the best.

Photographing the photographer.

Along the path the wood is being developed to return to it's native strengths. Oak, Alder and Ash are being encouraged and given the space to thrive and grow.

Framing the green with trunks straight and true.
Once we had returned I turned the eye of the lens on our garden.  I am not a gardener, I am a bodger of the first order.  I have very little time for intensive cottage gardening so we have a rather wild and weeded patch.  However I insist that weeds are not weeds if you love them and want them for the bees, moths and butterflies.  By now I had worked out how to get close up photographs.  Still not completely successful but definitely better.
Euphorbia and Grape Hyacinth, nestled amongst Wild Garlic and Herb Robert (also known as Bishops Wort , it is meant to relieve gout).

White Granny's Bonnet and Bluebells in front of the Coal Shed door.

The bench behind another Aquilegia is a good one for watching our resident pipistrelle bat, and  the tawny owl if you are really lucky.

False Comfrey; brought to England by the Romans and used to dye cloth.  Rampant, invasive and annoyingly bristly.  It is loved by the bees so I tolerate it, though little legs of small visitors object.

My peony, about the only cultivated plant I have any great success with.  I love the blousy redness and overblown sensuality of this flower.

The delicate bloom of the quince flower.

Tiny wild strawberries, hiding under the edge of the mock orange.

We live in Nottingham, a Bramley is a must.

California Poppies, thse have survived the cold winds as they are hidden in  the base of a rosemary bush.

My pretence at a herbacious border, this bed has a cornucopia of weeds, self seeded flowers and very neglected roses.  I love it.

Vinca, Ivy and Holly, Blackthorn and Hawthorn, it is a mixed hedge that provides refuge for insect and bird life.  We have a cat and I prefer not to encourage his predations.  He struggles to reach the birds in here and they know it.

Just outside the Dining room window is a Wisteria Alba, it smells heavenly but is a pain as it  rips into next doors fence.  We are considering training, which makes it sound like a badly behaved pet.





7 comments:

  1. Beautiful photos!
    Both the forest and your garden are gorgeous.

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    1. Thank you Lynn. The forest is fantastic, the garden only looks good because I hid the messy bits.

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  2. Thank you for your green offering Charlotte.I love this time when the vibrant lush green explosion appears.
    Love the wisteria!

    Ruby

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    1. I know what you mean, the woodland was beginning to unfurl the trees and bring forth their leaves, there was a lot of different blooming on the ground. Sadly we had missed the anemones; they are rather special here as they are all cream turning to blushing pink.

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  3. oh Charlotte thank you for this virtual spring walk in England!

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    1. Thanks for visiting, I am glad you could come with us. I revisit this spot every season, it never fails to fill the soul.

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  4. What an enchanted forest. Your garden is delightful & full of delicate blooms. Lovely post.

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