Category Archives: Poetry

Lodged

Posted on January 10, 2013 by

The rain to the wind said,‘You push and I’ll pelt.’ They so smote the garden bed That the flowers actually knelt, And lay lodged–though not dead. I know how the flowers felt. Robert Frost We spent the Christmas and New … Continue reading →

Posted in Deer, Poetry, Walking | 10 Comments

Nobody Loses All The Time*

Posted on November 11, 2012 by

Time – for walking, photography, birding, blogging – is at a premium at the moment. Still, I am occasionally finding moments to ‘stand and stare’. Perhaps at my favourite Leighton Moss view for instance…   Or at the way the … Continue reading →

Posted in Fungi, Leighton Moss, Poetry, Walking | 14 Comments

Hereford Cathedral and the Mappa Mundi

Posted on June 16, 2012 by

Some days you just have to accept that discretion is the better part of valour. It’s going to rain and it really might be best to admit defeat and stay indoors. Our second day in Herefordshire was just such a … Continue reading →

Posted in Church, Maps, Poetry | Tagged , , | 6 Comments

Barnard Castle

Posted on April 15, 2012 by

We’ve been castle bagging again. At Barnard Castle castle, if you see what I mean (the castle after which the town is named, if you don’t). The best view of the castle is from down by the Tees, over which … Continue reading →

Posted in Castles, Poetry | Tagged , , | 13 Comments

Never So Fair

Posted on February 23, 2012 by

Come a Thursday night and thoughts turn to the possibilities for getting out and about over the forthcoming weekend. Forecasts are checked, maps mental and actual are perused, plans are hatched. Last week, the local forecast for Sunday looked particularly … Continue reading →

Posted in Clouds, Eaves Wood, Leaves, Poetry, Walking, Wildflowers | Tagged , , , , , , | 10 Comments

Weather Music

Posted on January 14, 2009 by

On Sunday the warm front had moved in, occupied the comfiest armchair – the one that the cat is always eyeing up, taken charge of the remote control and eaten all of the chocolate digestives. We all suffer from unwelcome … Continue reading →

Posted in Birds, Poetry, Walking, Weather | 5 Comments

Toads

Posted on November 28, 2008 by

Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can’t I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off?   Toads Philip Larkin I like my job mostly. But sometimes there’s just too much of … Continue reading →

Posted in Berries, Birds, Jack Scout, Poetry, Walking | 2 Comments

Holding Fast to the Days…

Posted on June 5, 2008 by

One cannot divine nor forecast the conditions that will make happiness; one only stumbles upon them by chance, in a lucky hour, at the world’s end somewhere, and holds fast to the days…. Willa Cather For various reasons haven’t managed … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, Indonesia, Poetry | 3 Comments

Realms of Day

Posted on May 10, 2008 by

I have been lax. I have taken my eye off the ball. Nature has snuck up on me and summer has crept in unreported. Today was a typical summer’s day in this part of the world. Overcast and hazy, warm … Continue reading →

Posted in Birds, Poetry, Walking, Wildflowers | Tagged , , , | 5 Comments

Set In A Silver Sea

Posted on April 3, 2008 by

This afternoon, on the way home from work, the flat grey sky that we’d had virtually all day began to break up. On the high road over Warton Crag I’ve often noticed a spot where there is just room for … Continue reading →

Posted in Birds, Clouds, Poetry, Skywatch, Walking, Warton Crag, Weather, Wildlife | 29 Comments