Well I was Wrong

Do you remember when I posted the shoots in the cemetery and said I expected to see snowdrops after about a week in January...well, like it says in the title, I was wrong.

I went running today, feeling very fat and hefty after the usual chronic overindulgence yesterday, and keeping my eyes in the cemetery verges as I ran through, sopped two little clumps of snowdrops in bloom. Not even January yet, same as last year. Looks like the mild weather  - which I thought wasn't as mild as last year - has sped up nature a little bit again. Mum tells me she has primroses under the apple tree in their garden.

Crazy times! The snowdrops have beaten the aconite again.

It was a nice run, spoiled only by idiots on illegal motorbikes tearing up the open ground - oh what a grumpy old man I am. To be fair it was only crappy brown field they were on, rather than the cycle path or in the nature reserve where I sometime see, and curse, them.

Venus really is blazing in the early evening now.

Si

All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 26.12.16

The Domestic Jungle

Christmas is coming.

This means that at my parents' house every twig with leaves on it in the garden has been hauled inside to make wreathes and things. Hence the kitchen looks like it's been the location of a recent fight between angry triffids.

I am trying to stave off xmas fatty syndrome by running this week. Did a fast 5km tonight, got back in pouring with sweat to watch Elkie Brooks on BBC4 doing the same thing.

Si

All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 23.12.16

The Shoots of Hope

Well, this is the time of the year when the solstice has turned, the nights begin to shorten imperceptibly, and I get excited because soon the colour will begin to return the wildflower margins, especially in the cemetery where as you know I enjoy watching the progress of the various species throughout the year.

Last year, I had the feeling we might have had snowdrops in flower by now, or very shortly afterwards. Well, when I ran through a couple of days ago I was excited to notice the first of the 2017 brood just starting to pierce the surface of the wet ground.

I think compared to last year, where all the first spring flowers are very early, I'd say we are on a more normal timeframe this year. I'm guessing these little fellows won't be in flower till the first or second week of January.

I wish them the best!

Si

All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 22.12.16

The Animal Bench of Sconce Park

You remember a few weeks ago in this blog I included a shot of a chainsaw art park bench that was under construction at the South West end of Sconce Park.

It is now complete, and has been relocated to its permanent home in the Old Oak Wood, and very beautiful it is too. Far too nice for my mortal behind to be parked on, I'm sure.

I hope it isn't vandalised.

Si

Sketching the River Devon

Ive been rottenly ill with the cold, and it has hampered me a bit this weekend, feeling as I do rather full of cold, occasional fever flushes and a cough fit to wake the deadest of the dead.

I didn't run yesterday, and spent the afternoon trying to declutter and making even more of a mess than my flat was in in the first place, but today I did manage to get out and walked one of my usual running routes for about 5 miles. Took me two hours, but that's fine.

Long tailed tits, without the cover of greenery, are very apparent in the trees, zeeeping about in little flocks of about 20 cuter than cute birds. Everywhere robins are patrolling their territories, watching from low branches for any invaders of their space.

I ended up at the River DEvon on Sconce Park, trying to look for the best vantage point to sketch the river and finding it where the drainage channel from the park flows into the river.

I worked quickly and impressionistically - he says getting his excuses in early - not wishing to stay out with my hands ungloved.

There's still a talent deficit, but I suppose I have a style all my own...

Si

All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 19.12.16

Apprentice Fame Shines on Newark

I've not watched a whole lot of "The Apprentice" this year, same as last year, the year before, the year before that, and indeed in the last ten years because it features a clown car of cretins every year.

However, one of the candidates was interviewed and it turns out that she owns a business in the town. An outlet for baby clothes, supposedly high quality end of line stuff.

This is the shop.

The contestant in question is Frances, the little slightly pixie-ish one. Her store is located in the rather horrendous St Mark's Place shopping precint, which even after a major redevelopment is still an utterly hideous place full of low status shoe shops and a Bright House outlet that kept getting ramraided until they put metal shutters up that gave an authentic feel of the LA riots to the place.

Her shop itself doesn't feel mega high end to me - everything in it seems to be marked "70% Off" and the who place looks a bit tatty. She was originally in a better quality unit behind where I took this shot from, so why she's now across here I've no idea.

This town is a doom zone for small retailers.

Si

All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 18.12.16

Bloatrilla in the Mist

It is very foggy out there.

I am a mound of tummy.

Cars like deep water fish slide past.