On a lovely late-June morning the climbing rose, Paul’s Himalayan Musk, is at it’s peak. Having clambered up to the main branches of a Birch tree in the garden, the flowers are bright in the morning sunshine. 


A Barn Owl, one of the Hall Farm pair, watches intently from a convenient fence post on the Long Meadow. Not all hunting is on the wing, sometimes watching and waiting does the job. Shortly after this photo was taken the Owl gently dropped on an unsuspecting mouse and before flying off  

 towards its hungry brood.

Roses on a June morning

June 13, 2015

It is too easy to fail to notice the Dog Roses on the old railway line. But this morning, on a relatively war but overcast Saturday, the pinky white blossoms glow. It is a good year for the roses – at least the hedgerow ones – indeed the bushes have put on enormous growth since that cold Spring which held everything back.