Monday, April 28, 2025

Bluebells, vantage point and volcanoes.

1. The scent of bluebells rolls down the hill to meet us. 

2. From where we're eating our lunch in the holly scrub on top of the crags, we can see passers-by -- including a loud thumper on the railway -- but they can't see us.

3. To realise that now would be an okay time to introduce our eldest to a Werner Herzog documentary. We lie on the sofa watching Into the Inferno on Netflix. 

Grasses, jay and watchers.

1. I stop for a moment to watch the wind shaking the grass heads in all their variety. I should, I suppose, try to learn them now I've n...