29 November 2015
As you know I find subjects to write about by simply walking out into Garden65. It won't be long before the question 'What's that?' has popped up and sent me scurrying back to Wikipedia.
The other day I stepped out of the front door to go Christmas shopping and come face to face with this tiny centipede wriggling on a stump not two feet from the front door. It is as though Nature had flung a challenge. “Go on, call yourself a nature blogger, see what you can do with this then.”
22 November 2015
If we don't count the occasional introduction of garden centre plants there are only two times of the year I do some proper Gardeners Question Time type of gardening. One in spring when young weeds are suddenly everywhere, and then now, in November, when the dead and dying need tidying away.
This season's visitation also involved the digging up of the 'what was I thinking?' plants.
17 November 2015
"Rolled in yellow light. Wading through carpet in slippers as heavy as hiking boots. Surrounded by hissing appliances. The television whispers to the low watt light. The PC sings with the central heating.
Entombed in warmth, biscuited, enveloped in cushions. Maslow’s needs met, Witchy rages at her privilege. Gifted with all, her blood slumbers, her arse grows fat, and her neurones numb.
15 November 2015
|River Mersey at West Didsbury|
So it wasn't the named storm Abigail, but an unnamed blob (scientific term) of rain that caused England's rivers to flood.
Hoping for some drama to enliven a suburban weekend I stomped down to the Mersey, and was gratified to find it had indeed over spilled its allotted embankments and was sitting sulkily across the pathways.
12 November 2015
11 November 2015
7 November 2015
Like the mycelium in this image I have many hyphae probing for nutrients in the soil of the internet. I mean I'm always on the look out for new places to find new information about the natural world.
A session on Twitter usually begins by following a hyperlink to a newspaper article, then the opening of a new tab to find the author's own webpage, that usually leads to their own blog. In amongst the writing may be a reference to another expert, and then the whole circuit begins again via bursts of Amazon browsing, and the rush to Tescos to get a new printer cartridge to print out that 20 page pdf.
4 November 2015
|The Mersey on a Dull Sunday Afternoon|