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Poet and poetry facilitator. Co-founder of the Leaping Word Poetry Consultancy, which provides advice for poets on writing, editing and publishing, as well as qualified counselling support for those exploring personal issues in their work - https://theleapingword.com. My sixth poetry collection, Love the Albatross, is now available from Indigo Dreams or directly from me.
Showing posts with label Summer Solstice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Summer Solstice. Show all posts

Tuesday, 25 June 2024

Midsummer meanders on the Avon and the Trym

I decided I wanted to see some bee orchids, so one sunny morning last week we set off for Lamplighter's Marsh near Shirehampton, where they're reputed to grow, in Daisy Field. 

It's an interesting place to walk, lying between the Portway, one of the main arterial routes into and out of Bristol, and its predecessor in that role, the River Avon. 

In the past, this area was used as a grazing marsh, and when WWI broke out, the Army established a remount depot there. The depot requisitioned horses and retrained them before sending them to their deaths at the front. 


This sculpture was installed in Daisy Field only last year. The War Horse is made entirely of horseshoes, and is a memorial to the many horses that passed through the depot. 


Images of horses are also engraved on this rather rustic bench. 



During our wander in Daisy Field we saw our first Meadow Brown of the summer ...



... plus, crow garlic ... 


... common knapweed ... 


... this umbellifer which was new to me, and is the strangely-named corky-fruited water dropwort ...


... and comfrey, but sad to say, no bee orchids that I spotted. 

We then headed down Station Road to the Lamplighters pub and the river, with its muddy view across to Pill, which is one of my favourite places in Bristol. 


Pill


Looking up to the M5 bridge over the Avon


The tide was pretty low, exposing the salt marsh that gives the area its name and the rather more famous mud that characterises the tidal stretches of the Avon and Severn. 


viper's bugloss


wild carrot


hemlock

It was even warmer a couple of afternoons later, so we headed for the relative cool of Badock's Wood. 


by the round barrow



The lower part of the badger sett in the mini gorge hollowed by the River Trym


This upper part of the Trym runs pretty dry in the summer, but it was still nice to see Cwtch approach it on her own and with confidence after all the hard work water-walking we put in over the winter.


lovely magpie feather


A little sit-down on the bench that always reminds me of my late parents and my late collie, Ted



Walking back to the car through the upper part of the wood


some hoggin

Monday, 5 April 2021

Whatever gets you through the lockdown, or A year up the meadow


It's been a year since I finally walked along the footpath over the top of the local golf course with Son the Elder - having been driven off at the age of ten by an angry but factually incorrect golfer - and discovered the meadow with its hollowing oak, sunsets and views to the Severn estuary, the little wood at the bottom, and Charlton Common beyond. This encounter was to transform my experience of lockdown, and possibly also the Northerner's (though he is less prone to magical thinking than I am) and also our dear Ted's, who missed going to new places and smelling new smells, but who nevertheless had somewhere beautiful and interesting to spend his final months. As for our new dog, Cwtch, she has little idea what constitutes jaunting, but she whimpers with excitement when I turn up the lane and loves running between us and keeping tabs on us as we irritatingly refuse to stay in a neat herd. 


First encounter, 5th April 2020

Apart from autumn when we didn't go up there that often, owing to having had our hearts broken by a certain dog, I have a huge collection of photos through the seasons. I'm going to post ones of the oak tree, which I think might be my most important tree apart from my grandmother's apple tree, especially since we also lost the ash tree from our bedroom window just before lockdown.


Moon rising, 6th April 2020


7th April 2020


Daybreak, 16th April 2020


Sunset, 2nd May 2020


To be frank, there are a lot of sunsets, this on 6th May 2020


12th May 2020


7th June 2020


12th June 2020


Summer solstice, with the sun is setting at its furthest point over the Welsh hills.


Ted wasn't that interested in sunsets himself, 11th July 2021


28th July 2020


30th July 2020


8th August 2020


11th August 2020


The empty meadow, 5th September 2020


Autumn equinox 2020


26th September 2020


4th October 2020


10th October 2020


3rd November 2020


22nd November 2020


A new puppy wants to GET DOWN, 22nd November 2020


Moon rising, 26th November 2020


Cwtch finding her feet, Winter solstice 2020


New Year's Eve, 2020


New Year's Eve, 2020


21st January 2021


6th February 2021


10th February 2021


26th February 2021


The sun is setting in the meadow again, 26th February 2021


3rd March 2021


7th March 2021


17th March 2021


Spring equinox 2021


24th March 2021


Forever Ted

19th July 2020