Wednesday 27th April 2022, 4.30pm (day 3,898)
It’s always scary being the first one to make the break. But someone had to do it.
Making a break for it
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Tag Archives: garden
Keeping busy (unlike me)
Thursday 14th April 2022, 1.35pm (day 3,885)
Today was the first day of my Easter holiday, and I definitely did very little. This insect was far busier. I know that even without deeply entering into its lifestyle, or anything.
Crocus explosion
Friday 25th February 2022, 3.30pm (day 3,837)
As reliable an early signifier of spring as anything else — and the crocuses are early this year. Nor has their February arrival diminished them in number, certainly not on this lawn in front of Lancaster Castle, anyway.
The first blossom
Friday 11th February 2022, 10.40am (day 3,823)
Somewhat continuing a theme from yesterday, but hey. Definitively, the first blossom I’ve seen of the year turns up in the courtyard of the Ellen Wilkinson Building, as it has done before (it’s a finely sheltered spot).
Next year’s food
Thursday 10th February 2022, 1.35pm (day 3,822)
It’s early yet, but the world turns, and we have to start getting things ready to put into the soil. These potatoes will then sit in there for 10 months or so and, usually, we just dig up about the same number as we put in, of about the same size. So maybe we should just eat them now. But who knows, maybe this is the year they will run riot.
The wasp in the plum
Thursday 7th October 2021, 5.30pm (day 3,696)
The last of the plums have finally been harvested off the tree. I’m leaving the rest for the wasps: this one’s already made a start on the bounty, as you can see.
Moth, the sequel (with plums)
Monday 6th September 2021, 5.05pm (day 3,665)
Emboldened by the appearance of its fellow moth five weeks ago, this one flew over and demanded I did its close-ups. The plums in the background prove that the tree has eventually borne fruit, despite half of it giving up the ghost.
Unless I’ve miscounted — but you can’t prove this, so might as well take my word for it — this is the 1,499th picture on this blog to be taken in Hebden Bridge. Number 1,500 will be along before the week is out.
Moth
Sunday 1st August 2021, 12.35pm (day 3,629)
This moth was tiny, barely the size of my thumbnail. Do you know the basic difference between butterflies and moths? I didn’t, until looking it up today — but apparently, all butterflies have little balls at the end of their antennae. As this creature doesn’t have those, it’s a moth. Now you know.
Propped plums
Monday 5th July 2021, 9.35am (day 3,602)
The plum tree is bearing a heavy load this year, and needed help. Banyan trees have worked out how to do this kind of thing for themselves, but not yet this species. The working week started with a trip to the builders’ merchants in order to acquire some long, stout bits of wood to prop up the most creaking branches.
Wild strawberry
Wednesday 23rd June 2021, 3.15pm (day 3,590)
This is not an eventful period of my life. This is nothing to do with the Great Fear, it’s just how the wheel is turning at the moment. But at least the wild strawberries are out, and waiting to be found.
Being 42 