Something Wicked...

...this way comes.          

Before and During the Rain...

Looking down on Redbrook last night.

Redbrook - Higbury Woods Walk - (7:45pm start)

Just me and the angry Blackbirds.

Stately ancient Yews.

Tonight's walk framed by film and slightly forced.

Pellet-like rain.

Leaves tinkering in waves from ear to ear.

Bizarre phone light.

Footsteps dull underfoot.

Bumpy bowel of a Beech tree's bough.

Wrinkle knuckles.

Furious green slope drops below.

'Man trap' gates.

Rain coming in closer - leaves now hugging me with sound.

Holiday

Stopping the daily diary for now. Presently in Cornwall having a few days 'off'.

Back in the Valley soon.

Monmouth: Day 30

Golfing umbrella Gunnera.

Two Pugs in Brockweir.

Big and beautiful green sponges.

Two Wagtails over the tidal pulling Wye.

Tide line trees.

The river  - a sweeping brown conveyor belt.

Buzzard leading the way through the tree tunnels near White Brook.

Deer in the road - broad daylight - vaulted into hedge.

Monmouth: Day 29

Rainbow, just now, over the 'Kymin' - I can see it from my room. Too far and cloudy for a good photograph so I've cheated and found one on the Internet.

Source: https://www.flickr.com/photos/stevekeiretsu/7952266692/

(A few weeks ago, I didn't even know what the Kymin was - now you know too!)

Exquisite Orchids

Monmouth: Day 28

Un-natural 'natural boundary'...

Monmouth: Day 27

Grapefruit

Pitta Bread

Salad

Cheese

Chillies

Falafel

Stir fry veg

Quorn

Milk

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Playhouse on stilts.

RAF low flying transport plane.

Stiff and healthy resistant crops - like plastic.

Terracotta soil - hygienically barren.

Birdsong louder nearer woods.

Scaredy farm cat.

Scruffy old Jack Russell with Portly deportment closely checked me out.

The canine alarms began to ring out.

The skin on my skull crinkled with fear.

Up the hill and over the top and on to Buckholt Wood.

Down through muddy green tunnels.

Boom!!!! The view.

Ambiwlans all open and surgically bright.

Fizzing blue lights & lime green livery.

Cornflower coloured Cosmos.

A sturdy line of Lupins.

'Rock Crescent' - behind olive louvered shutters  - pointed bulbs in prickly chandelier.

White Wysteria just going over.

Diving blackbirds.

Again with the Cornish rain.

Monmouth: Day 26

So far away

Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore

It would be so fine to see your face at my door

Doesn't help to know you're just time away

Long ago I reached for you and there you stood

Holding you again could only do me good

Oh, how I wish I could

But you're so far away

One more song about moving along the highway

Can't say much of anything that's new

If I could only work this life out my way

I'd rather spend it being close to you

But you're so far away

Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore

It would be so fine to see your face at my door

Doesn't help to know you're so far away

Traveling around sure gets me down and lonely

Nothing else to do but close my mind

I sure hope the road don't come to own me

There's so many dreams I've yet to find

But you're so far away

Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore

It would be so fine to see your face at my door

Doesn't help to know you're so far away

Carole King
(Troubadours: The rise of the singer/songwriter)