Saturday 22 December 2018
by Wulf
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Here is a photo I took of the back garden yesterday: Comparing it to November’s picture, it looks less wintry – fuller leaves and brighter greens: So, during late autumn and winter, the garden is fairly static and appearance is … Continue reading
Wednesday 17 January 2018
by Wulf
Comments Off on Looking Down on the Back Garden – January 2018
That’s the view of the back garden this morning. Stems and structures standing proud, a few evergreens … and I notice that the Buddleja globosa by the fence on the right still has quite a lot of leaves on. Looking … Continue reading
Sunday 8 January 2017
by Wulf
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Jane and I went to a brilliant birthday party this afternoon where, instead of presents, we were invited to bring along things that expressed our creativity. As well as providing an icebreaker (use 20 questions to find out what someone … Continue reading
Friday 6 January 2017
by Wulf
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I spent some time in the garden today, tidying up part of a pile of garden trimmings from a couple of months ago into firewood and compost fodder. As I often do for light garden tasks, I had just slipped … Continue reading
Friday 14 October 2016
by Wulf
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We had an engineer in today to give our boiler its annual service. Everything is in good order although I think we’ll still hang on a little longer before we start regularly putting the heating on. Mind you, I will … Continue reading
Wednesday 27 January 2016
by Wulf
Comments Off on Looking Down on the Garden – January 2016
Around Oxford, the winter has been more wet than cold so it was a bit misleading to catch my shots for my ongoing visual survey project on a frosty morning last week: The stand of Cornus (left hand side, in … Continue reading
Tuesday 12 March 2013
by Wulf
Comments Off on Poem on the Return of Winter
Cycling through the silent knives of the morning’s air or the boiling blood returning through my frozen fingers must have done something to my brain, so here is a short poem on the weather: Who invited winter back to sup … Continue reading