We discovered a plum tree hiding at the back of the garden just in time to taste some of the fruit at optimal ripeness. And it tasted good.. better than anything in a supermarket, for sure.
The things one sees out of the corner of one’s eye whilst strolling around town…
Frontage of The George abandoned hotel in Stranraer. With apostrophes like that I’m not surprised the pizza joint went bust as well.
Dog took me for a longer stroll up the road, past Dinvin woods, where we saw some impressive old characterful beech trees waving their limbs about.
Dog and I found a dozy bumble bee strolling around on a sprig of cow-parsley.
I have no idea what this crocus thinks it’s doing, growing in September…
Those squirrels… just can’t trust them
Detail of water flowing over a submerged sycamore leaf stuck on stones.
A boring grey overcast day.
In a previous life I used to attend the local photography club; there were ups (friends; winning the occasional competition; being involved, mostly in geekish matters; making the occasional presentation) and some noteworthy downs (a very rude judge; a feeling that photos were judged according to how “lucky” they were to have been found, rather than […]