The wind has been blowing hard for the last two days, force 6, gusting 7 or more from the south west. I'm finding that hearing it without a break is quite tiring, and we've had a tile come off into the courtyard.
Between September 2010 and September 2011, I lived alongside an Anglican Benedictine community of monks and nuns. In November 2010, we moved from Broad Marston Manor near Evesham to Mucknell Abbey, a new eco-monastery near Worcester. This blog was about things that I observed and things that interested me. I have now stopped writing it. Thank you to all who were also interested.
Saturday, 5 February 2011
Buddings
I wanted to title this post 'Buddy holly', but I couldn't find any. Nevertheless, there are even more signs of spring than last Sunday. The ash was the most obvious, twigs arcing in parabolas to the heavens, and the black buds resembling dinosaur feet (especially if you cheat and turn the photo upside-down). Then there is some field maple, tiny red-brown buds with grey tips; hawthorn and blackthorn, just; and wild cherry, long furry buds on the end of short knobbly twigs.
The wind has been blowing hard for the last two days, force 6, gusting 7 or more from the south west. I'm finding that hearing it without a break is quite tiring, and we've had a tile come off into the courtyard.
The wind has been blowing hard for the last two days, force 6, gusting 7 or more from the south west. I'm finding that hearing it without a break is quite tiring, and we've had a tile come off into the courtyard.
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