The last of this series on sunshine, this one on Christmas Day. Does not everyone like tractors? Continue reading Sunshine on a Christmas Day

This from the 1dt December and the leaves on here also clinging on until the last. Perhaps it’s a Clingon Tree. Witcombe again. Worth the walk on a rare sunny day. Continue reading What more sunshine?

Witcombe, just a short drive away, it had started to get a tad wet but the leaves seemed to be clinging on, just. This taken in October. Continue reading Sunshine Day 6

Late in the day type of Sunshine in September, this one taken in Derbyshire which looked brilliant with its high contrast and dark shadows. Continue reading Sunshine again: Day 5

This sunflower was bent over in the September sunshine, not sure what happened to August. Continue reading Day 4 of Sunshine

This is horse’s tail in the foreground and is up near the Cotswold Way. It’s a dreaded weed in a vegetable garden but it just looked brilliant on this day in July. Continue reading Day 3 of Sunshine

This one is of a giant limb of a tree on the top of the Cotswolds at the very end of May. Continue reading Day 2 of Sunshine

I’m not sure what it’s like where you live at present, but we seem to be having very dull wet days, so I’ve decided to post a week of sunshine. This one from May last year. Continue reading Day 1 of sunshine

This drawing is from an image taken by my friend Robin. I hope I’ve done his image justice. The walk is above the River Severn quite close to Gloucester. From the top of this hill is a view down to the Severn and over to the Boat at Ashleworth. The Boat being a pub right by the River, which is frequently flooded, so it is then the Boat in the river. The walk starts at the Red Lion at Wainlodes, just a little further down river. It’s a lovely walk, try it if you can. If you look carefully at … Continue reading Robin’s Walk

Now you might think this is a reference to my wish that we were still members of the European Community, which is my wish but that aside it’s about this drawing. This van and the detritus around was located in the south West of France, and I spotted it whilst on a short walk in the area. It’s a farm and the van looked like it was pitted with rust and there were large containers and lots of pipework on the back of the van as well as in the buildings. Spotting the farmer wandering across his yard with his … Continue reading French Still.