KESWICK. You Can’t Beat A Really Good Stick.
Up in the Lake District and a little less hectic than Lake Windermere is Derwentwater, hard by the town of Keswick. I was up there a while ago, back in the days before things went askew.
Nature
CHORLEY. A Walk In The Park.
At last the year is slowly feeling like it’s getting into gear. The little hints are there, daylight is no longer packing its bags for the day mid afternoon and plants and the like are beginning to shuffle off the winter inertia and jiggle back into life. The queue at my bird table is livening up as well and I’ve already had a couple of adventurous bees bumbling around the few spring flowers that have made the brave decision to open.
LIVERPOOL, A Calderstones Park Spring.
I’m sat in my little spare bedroom of an office watching the rain hammer down outside, which is I suppose preferable to being out in it. Even without the current sadnesses and difficulties, this is a part of the year that always drags for me. Daylight is still on the scarce side and the weather is as unpredictable as a half starved Bugblatter Beast from Traal ( yes it’s the kind of weather where a Hoopy Frood needs to know where his towel is #HGTTG )
AUTUMN. Is for Apples.
Autumn has packed it’s bags. The showy reds and golds of the trees are all but gone for another year to be replaced by the cool, grey sternness of another winter.
GRANGE over SANDS. A Lido & Robin Redbreast.
When I want a walk, a bit of fresh air and a beautiful view all rolled into one, Grange over Sands is one of the places I head to.
ASTLEY HALL. People in Glass Houses.
Any of you readers who soldier on with my blog will have noticed that I have a liking for parks and gardens. Astley Hall and its Park is a favourite of mine that’s not too far away from where I live.
