Tag Archives: woods

The old millpond

Monday 8th December 2025, 1.50pm (day 5,219)

Old millpond, 8/12/25

Looking at the record allowed by the Nutclough Woods tag, my time in the woodland across the road has fluctuated down the years. While I know my tagging is not 100% reliable, it seems like I was not there (or, at least, not taking decent pictures) throughout the whole of 2024. On the other hand — during spring 2020 (you remember) I seem to have been there very frequently. I wonder why. I do think the old millpond up there has recovered some of its water level in the last few months, not necessarily to do with recent rainfall.

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Golden fungus farm

Friday 14th February 2025, 2.10pm (day 4,922)

Golden fungus, 14/2/25

The afternoon greatly benefited from the appearance of something that has not been seen in at least a week, namely the sun. Once it came out the idea of working through until 5pm was rapidly abandoned and I went out on a walk. I know fungi don’t need the sun directly, but this little clump shone in an agreeably golden fashion as a result of it. I like the little one on its own at the top — is it making a break for independence, or being shunned by its fellow gang members?

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Web across the path

Thursday 2nd May 2024, 10.00am (day 4,634)

Cobweb, 2/5/24

There is nothing St Helena-specific about this shot, but on the other hand, this isn’t the kind of thing I would expect to see stretched across my path on my walk to work in Manchester. But here it was this morning, as I headed for my appointment at the local secondary school. Big bugger too: I was kinda glad the maker wasn’t at home; what you see in the centre is just the remains of its last meal, by the looks of things.

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Sensuous ‘shrooms

Tuesday 27th June 2023, 2.40pm (day 4,324)

Nutclough fungi, 27/6/23

As seen living on a dead tree in the woods over the road. For some reason I find these very sensual-looking. It’s the whole smooth, marbly skin thing, and their curviness. Perhaps I have unfulfilled needs (which may just involve having mushrooms to eat, of course).

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The Christmas Day Walk

Sunday 25th December 2022, 12.55pm (day 4,140)

Xmas Day walk, 25/12/22

The family’s annual concession of a bit of exercise, alongside the eating and drinking that is also to come. We were only about another fifteen minutes from the pub at this point. Happy Christmas to you all.

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In the woods

Monday 28th November 2022, 10.40am (day 4,113)

Nutclough woods, 28/11/22

The sun is just about still making it over the hillside in the mornings, but not for much longer in the year. It will be February before it makes a reappearance in the east before noon on any given day.

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Old leaves and new sun

Tuesday 1st March 2022, 1.10pm (day 3,841)

Dead leaves and millpond, 1/3/22

Even the recent run of storms has not blown off this little clump of last year’s leaves. Today, on the other hand, was a first real inkling of spring sunshine and relative warmth. I already know it doesn’t last, though. But there’ll be more, eventually.

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You haven’t seen me

Sunday 13th February 2022, 8.45am (day 3,825)

Deer in woods, 13/2/22

An early start for me on this Sunday morning, for a walk that bagged me the County Tops of Kent and Greater London (which are very close together in case that sounds like a more significant expedition than it was). Not a great walk scenically, but redeemed by the sight of four deer in the woods. You try capturing these guys on camera, particularly if they know you’re there, which this one clearly does — but he tolerated my efforts for just long enough before scooting away to rejoin his gang.

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Lone boot

Monday 7th February 2022, 12 noon (day 3,819)

Lost boot, 7/2/22

There have been a few of these down the years. If the owner — or the parent of the owner — wants to retrieve it, it’s up in Nutclough Woods, near the water race. Though it’s always puzzled me how someone can just lose one boot or shoe, at least, when one is out and about.

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Blazed

Monday 31st January 2022, 3.15pm (day 3,812)

Tree communication, 31/1/22

Communicating by carving a message into a tree is known as ‘blazing’ — something I only found out immediately before posting this, thanks to the ever-fascinating Wikipedia. The most famous blazed tree is probably one in Queensland, where a message was left in 1861 for a party of explorers that was never found. I doubt this one, on the path from Hebden Bridge to Mytholmroyd, is as significant in historical terms, but obviously it meant something to someone at the time. And, thanks to this post, to me too, here and now.

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