The hedgerow Oaks have attained a rich bronze after a frost or two. This Oak, on the southern edge of Keeper’s Wood, glows in the sun.


Oxnead Meadow in late November. Morning mist rising after a frosty night


The call of deer

November 9, 2016

The repetitive snorting deer is back. Presumably in some testosterone-fuelled mission, his night time forays encompass the railway line and various gardens. Enough to announce his presence in the depths of the night – he continued for what seemed like ages before peace finally prevailed and sleep returns.