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.|
|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.|