1. The smell of bluebells overpowering the smell of a muck-spread field.
2. A slender cat the colour of ginger nuts waiting by the post box. It looks like a little lion and for a moment I wonder if round the corner there might be a herd of appropriately sized zebras and wildebeest.
3. Wisteria. I am always pleased to see houses draped with its long purple flowers springing from nearly leafless vines.
Slow worm, peacock butterfly and striations.
1. A slow worm backs into his burrow, his mild resentful gaze holding ours. 2. Peacock butterfly -- Persian rug colours -- rests open in the...
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. Oli has written a poem describing how Tunbridge Wells makes him veer between wanting to fall in love and wanting to shoot people. Which i...