Nich and I went for a walk, earlier today.
It was a lovely walk and, as I
strolled, I paid particular attention
to the hedgerow and verges, which fascinate me.
When I was around 6 years old, I used to have
short holidays with my Grandma.
She would take me for walks, around the lanes of Kingskerswell.
She would teach me the names of all the wild flowers
in the hedgerow.
I sat and thought about this, earlier... for, as I type, there is a
bloomin' great by-pass being built near that very place, which no doubt
cuts right through those very lanes where I used to wander.
At what cost progress eh? T'is sad.
During my walk, today, I found:
I know that there are nowhere near the variety of wild flowers that
there once were in the hedgerow and verges
but I was heartened to find all of the above
in a very small area, near to where I live.
And it was all for free and a joy to find!
Meanwhile...in our garden...
We've spent most of the weekend ... gardening!
And tonight, as I was walking around the garden, I realised that our first Rose
has quietly made its entrance, when I wasn't looking!
I've also been dead heading and collecting seed heads
as we now have a lovely woodland patch at the bottom of the garden, which
we want to keep as natural as possible.
More about that at a later date.
We called in at Toby Buckland's Plant Centre, at the weekend,
and just when you think that it couldn't get any better,
there it was, in its prime, bursting with colour and so alive with
lush and lovely plants.
This lovely place is such a source of
inspiration...my gardening mojo has now returned!;-)
I managed to hang out of the car window to snap this, on Friday ...
looking across to the River Teign.
Beautiful.
And then yesterday as we drove into Shaldon:
(Spot the camper van...wish it was mine!)
Devon at its best!! ;-)