Bluebells and blossom in Bicclescombe Park, Ilfracombe #ndevon
This morning I saw bluebells flowering in Bicclescombe Park in Ilfracombe, North Devon . . .
This morning I saw bluebells flowering in Bicclescombe Park in Ilfracombe, North Devon . . .
It’s that time of the year when you have to look now or you’ll miss something in the garden.
This pigeon landed in a tree in Bicclescombe Park in Ilfracombe, North Devon, looking very pleased with himself. He had a twig or something similar in his beak, possibly nesting material.
It’s the time when primroses, the county flower, cover North Devon.
Our first sunflower seedling has woken up on this glorious spring morning, although still has its hat on . . .
Not a day goes by without some new development in the garden.
The daffodils in Bicclescombe Park just get better each day and I couldn’t resist taking a few close-up photos.
We also accidentally woke up this chap . . . . . . . a peacock butterfly.He did not seem to happy to be woken up and ‘buzzed’ at us by rubbing his wings together. What to do? We had removed his winter sleeping quarters. Now you see him . . . . . . … Read more
Clearing out the tomato trough in the shed, I pulled up this weed . . . . . . and found the root connected to a seed which had fallen out of a fruit stone. It’s either an apricot or nectarine stone which must have found its way into our compost heap and then got … Read more
Today we walked along Woolacombe Beach to Putsborough and had a welcome cup of tea at the beach hut there, admiring the views
It feels and looks like spring in the park as everything wakes up.
Pussy willow is bursting out again. It amazes me every year.
Planning takes place inside our heads, a comfortable environment where we control the results: A leads to B, which leads to our goal of C.
At Bicclescombe Park Ilfracombe, North Devon, the sun seemed to want to play tennis . . .
As well as uncovering its ancient historic past as a hill fort, the work clearing vegetation from Hillsborough is making it easier to appreciate different views of Ilfracombe, North Devon, especially the harbour.
In the past few days daffodils, snowdrops and primroses have flowered in our garden.
I just had to climb up Capstone Hill, Ilfracombe today.
The alarm clock seems to have gone off for many plants which are springing to life.
At first, he didn’t appear to be accepted by the other ducks and was hiding in a bush, but now he is swimming with all the other ducks in the duck pond.
Peace. Sometimes silence, stillness, harmony, serenity: all sanctuary from head-piercing, rushabout insanity.