“Nothing is so beautiful as Spring When weeds, in wheels, shoot along and Lovely and lush (What is all this juice and all this joy?" (Gerard Manley Hopkins)

Wood Anenome, Lesser Celandine and Bluebells

Another shot of a Primula fom the garden

You’ll probably be pleased to know that all three Robin youngsters are doing really well, but if you look very carefully at the left-hand side of the picture, I think it’s just possible to make out a fourth chick! I’m not absolutely certain, but I am about 90% sure. I think I’ll call this one “Reliant”!

I took this photo for two reasons….1, these flowers were actually growing at the edge of a field in Devon, not in a garden (although there were plenty of others growing in various gardens in the village a mile or so up the road) and….2, it fascinated me the way the petals looked for all the world as though they were made of paper that had been been flattened and scorched with an iron!

This one’s for Mr S Dowde who sent me a rather vitriolic e-mail recently signed “Anon”, but who forgot that some people’s name and e-mail address appears in the heading info! Oh well, the words “stupid” and “totally” come to mind, but not necessarily in that order….though perhaps “Anon” can get someone to work it out for him if he can’t manage for himself!He wants to know if I actually ever take photographs of anything…

The shell of a Strawberry Snail, but the body of a White-Lip….Mmm, somebody didn’t quite get this one right….Well, whatever it is, I like the patterning on the shell, but it also looks like some sort of electrical micro-circuitry to me, so I guess it must really be an android snail equipped with tiny TV cameras instead of eyes and sent from the distant future to watch us and record stuff for inclusion on their version of the “History Channel”!This theory also…

I must admit, the sun made its usual valiant effort this morning to fight its way through the lowering clouds, but to no avail! Meanwhile, with more and more rain continuing to fall right across the entire South of the country and Wales having to take the brunt of it, the Boss decided to put us on a precautionary “orange alert” (well, more of a subdued tangerine really with maybe a hint of cerise) so that we’re all prepared to seek out the poorer quarters where the ragged…