... and a picture book moon over thistles.
And wildlife! Here's some of my wildlife photography. (I'm prepared to wait for seconds to get the perfect shot.)
A bumble on bramble
A wood pigeon stripping cherries from a tree
A flock of rooks and jackdaws
A dead hedgehog (or a very uncomfy slipper). My cousin reliably informs me that this is the work of a badger.
The fox who is always waiting for us in the road when we get home, ready for a stand-off with the eponymous TED
Here's some June blackberries ...
... and two of my favourite trees which we don't see so often now most of the golf course is out-of-bounds.
(It was dusk on a Saturday night and no one was playing.)
And this is the magnificent ash in the ditch, nearly hidden from view now by brambles and bindweed.
Wild carrot, entering the Queen Mother's Hat circa 1965 stage of seed-setting
My favourite not-an-umbellifer, yarrow ...
... and another beloved, the red-berried rowan
I've stopped wondering whether this year's ubiquitous crow garlic is the triffid component of Covid-19, and now think it might be the cure, right under our anosmic noses. After all, there's lungwort for pulmonary problems, and woundwort for wounds. So why not crow garlic for Corvid-19?
As well as walking over the golf course to the meadow and Charlton Common, we've also had cause to walk past Horfield Common the other evening. It was lovely.
The Church of the Holy Trinity with St Edmund
And it made a change to be watching the sunset from a different viewpoint from usual, in this case the former parade ground opposite what used to be Horfield Barracks but is now a housing development full of assorted shoe boxes ...
... even though the meadow and Charlton Common sunsets remain a huge bonus of life in (varying stages of) lockdown.
Solstice sunsets on the highest part of the Welsh Hills
Getting a bit Old Testament