Florals, mystery and golden flowers.

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1. Two more parcels: one smells of flowery bath things and came from Aunty Biddy and co.

2. The other was a bit of a mystery. In the end, I tore off the cardboard, assuming there would be a parcel inside. There wasn't - but what was in there was nearly as nice. It was a disc with a submission for the next writers' newsletter - which means I don't have to write it all myself - and a book. Raymond Nickford has been reading his intensly spooky psychological novel Mister Kreasey's Demon at the writers' group I go to. Reading out loud to other writers helps the editing process in nit-picky ways. But now his book is published - how exciting is that? There was also a kind note in which he described my writing as 'bubbly' and 'Wodehousian'.

3. Bright yellow ragwort growing on the edge of the common.

Comments

  1. AnonymousWednesday, June 23, 2004

    If you saw ragwort in bloom I hope you dug up and destroyed this noxious weed which is spreading further and further round the country and is poisonous to animals particularly horses.
    DP

    PS. Belated Happy Birthday

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  2. ClareWednesday, June 23, 2004

    Oh Diana, you grumpy biddy! Ragwort is the sole food plant of the cinnabar hawk moth and this particular specimen was growing next to a busy road where no horse would bother to munch.

    Love

    Clare

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  3. AnonymousWednesday, June 23, 2004

    If you found ragwort in bloom I hope you dug up and destroyed this pernicious weed. It is poisonous and should be eradicated.
    Grumpy Sub

    PS Belated Happy Birthday

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  4. ClareWednesday, June 23, 2004

    Grumpy sub,

    I still think it should be left where poss for the cinnabar moths - they are magical, and these pics don't do them justice: http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=Tyria%20jacobaeae&hl=en&lr=&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&tab=wi

    Thanks for the belated birthday wishes! I love it when my birthday goes on for ages.

    Clare

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