bunn: (Wild Garden)
I can't find my walking boots so ended up walking in socks and crocs and getting my feet soaked by dew in the long grass. A less unpleasant experience in the heat than it would be usually.

Incredibly loud liquid warblings from the hedge, produced by a very tiny wren that looked as if it should not possibly be able to produce such a mighty song.

A very tiny rabbit, poised in front of me in a gateway, staring into the shadow where I and the dogs stood with that innocence that very young rabbits have, limned with bright sunlight, with its long delicate ears glowing red with the sun behind it. It stood there for a very long moment, till Brythen snapped at a fly and it suddenly realised we might be dangerous and fled madly into the long grass, huge back feet flying, appearing not entirely under conscious control.

Ooof

Jun. 18th, 2017 03:07 pm
bunn: (Logres)
It is hot. I walked in Deerpark wood, hoping to avoid too much sun and flies. Most of the year, Deerpark wood is a walk that definitely requires wellies, because there are so many small streams running everywhere through it that it gets quite muddy, particularly where riders have taken horses through, but on a day like this, there is little mud and the many tiny streams are clear and sparkling. I know it must be really hot because Rosie got into one stream right up to her elbows! Most unusual behaviour for Madam I Can't My Feet Might Get Wet.

She also spent some time huffing and puffing down rabbit holes, like the Big Bad Wolf. She sticks her head in as far as it will go, and presumably, she can see or hear or smell the rabbit, not far away. Because once she has jammed herself in there, she huffs and blows. I am not sure if she is hoping that if she puffs hard enough the rabbit will shoot out of one of the other holes? That's certainly what it looks like.

The foxgloves are still in bloom and there are places where you have to scramble your way through tall purple groves of them. Down by the lower streams, the yellow monkeyflower is everywhere. It's not a native plant here, so I would guess that someone once dumped some garden waste in the wood and the streams have carried the seeds everywhere. And in between the foxgloves and the monkeyflowers, the white foamy flowers of wild carrot, which I usually call Queen Anne's Lace, but for some reason they looked more carroty today.
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Coming back down into the village, looking west towards the sunset through an oak tree.  I love the golden colour of oaks coming into leaf,and Brythen is such a wonderful long-legged curvy shape.
bunn: (canoeing)
Last weekend, we went south to the sea for a few days.  Admittedly that's not very far away: one thing we are not short of in Cornwall is coast, but it makes for a nice change to wake up by the sea.   We were staying in a hut on the cliff (when I say hut, that's what it introduced itself as.)  This was the view from the garden, on the first morning.  

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bunn: (Skagos)
These photos have been lurking on my camera card since my birthday a couple of weeks back.   We had a trip up to the North coast of Cornwall for a change, and went up a cliff.



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bunn: (Brythen)
It is bloody nippy on top of Dartmoor on the twelfth of March.

I should have taken gloves!

Brrrr.



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bunn: (Brythen)
A fabulous warm sunny day on Saturday.  I shall go for a long walk, I thought!  But when I got halfway up the hill, I remembered I still had a cold, and was very wheezy.  So I hastily rethought my route and paused to take some photos.  Here we are pausing, and admiring the early cherry tree.

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Today I was more ambitious and walked further, doing a walk that involves a steep uphill climb on the way home.  Oh lord, that was a mistake.  I have spent the rest of the day wrapped around a bath, a book and a lemsip.  So I still have not done the long walk I planned, but the hounds seem to be prepared to accept that I'm not quite up to providing a mega-walk today, thank goodness.  They are fast asleep. 
bunn: (Logres)
We decided to go over to Mount Edgecumbe on Saturday, since the weather forecast was good.  Of course, when Saturday arrived, it was snowing, but we thought let's go anyway.  And in fact it was quite pleasant down by the sea, although it would have been a sunnier day today.  Here's the folly and Drake's Island and Plymouth in the background.

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bunn: (Rosie Down Hole)
If Pp had not borrowed my car to take the Shop on the Borderlands to the Plymouth War-games show, I might have taken an Excursion, but as it was I just went out for a wander down the valley to admire the mist.  The snowdrops are almost out, but they're looking a little draggled.  But the mist and sky were beautiful.

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bunn: (canoeing)
Despite today's miserable fog and drizzle, we've had some good days this week.  Here's the view out across the village to Dartmoor, after snow has fallen on the high moors.  We often get this weather with the river valley in sunshine and cloud and snow up on the hills.

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And these are from a frosty walk a couple of days later.  I love the way the light glows on the frost.
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bunn: (canoeing)
 For some reason I am firmly convinced that Nargothrond must have been powered by a goodly number of waterwheels.

Here is a random Noldo wandering past one of them.   I did this with my new Inktense pencils, which I recommend if you like watercolour pencils, they are like those but much more vivid.  The falling water was overpainted in acrylics, and I think looks better in the physical version than in my photo here, but that's life.

The New Year began yesterday with a truly horrible cold wet and rainy day.   I determinedly went out for a dog walk in Calstock with my mother anyway, and duly fell over in the mud and got very damp and filthy  (better her than me though, I am young enough to bounce!).  I wish we'd left it till today now, the skies today are a clear blue and everything is green and gold again.  
bunn: (Brythen)
A couple of days ago, we decided on a Dartmoor walk.  We went, randomly, to Princetown, which is the town in the middle of Dartmoor with the monstrous prison.  But it turned out that a very large number of the people of Devon had also gone to Princetown for a walk, and it was humming.  Also, because Princetown is right in the middle, you can't just walk out in any direction onto the moor, you are corralled onto neatly-fenced footpaths.   This was not what I had in mind, so we fled, and instead stopped randomly near Merrivale and headed for a convenient tor.    This was a lot more pleasingly spacious.



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Then in the evening we went and saw the Rogue One film.   I found it a bit boggling at first, with so many characters introduced so quickly, and had the sense that there were references flying past that I was missing, but in the end I warmed to it.  Not sure how I'd have felt if I had not been spoilered for the ending though, so was ready for it.     I think I would probably have liked Jyn Erso better if her story had been a little more different from Rey's, although perhaps that's being a bit picky.   I took a great liking to the pilot, Bodhi for some reason.  I think because he seemed so baffled and unviolent and generally 'wtf is doing on' and yet was still determined to do the right thing.

Today I did some carving while watching The Last Dragonslayer.  I didn't have high expectations of it, but it was really watchable with lots of good lines.  I loved the idea of a fantasy Kingdom of Herefordshire with fantasy supermarkets and fantasy electricity.  And dragons, of course.  And the dragon ecology idea where dragons are part of the ecology and you can't just wall them off into a reserve was brilliant.

Happy New Year all!  I hope all you lot who have had bad years will have much better ones next year and that the people who have had good years will have more of them.  It would be great to have a year where the bad things are all for bad people for a change. 
bunn: (Christmas)
Some of the vegan truffles we made as presents.  Well, technically the thing on the left is a coconut limeball. But the rest are truffles.  We ended up with rather a lot of them left after we had put the gift ones all in boxes.  What a tragedy.



I made most of the family Festive Guineapig cards this year (because I started with one card for my sister, who is vegan and a guineapig enthusiast, and sort of got a bit carried away.   But I didn't photograph those because I finished them rather late.  I really liked them as pencil, but ended up rather rushing the colouring, which is definitely the part of painting that I need to stop and think about carefully.  I'm Ok with drawing shapes quickly, but shading and colours are harder.
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bunn: (Brythen)
A beautiful morning.  The shadows are long in the valleys, but up on the hills there are sunbeams.

Rosie disapproves of the shadows and insists on walking higher up the valley in the sun.
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bunn: (Brythen)
A frosty, sunny morning today and we went for a walk through Sheba Woods.


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bunn: (Berries)
Rosie in a sunbeam.  I forgot to take her muzzle and decided to let her go without for once, since I was pretty sure I was the only person on this path that day.  We didn't see anyone else at all, only squirrels.


Brythen posing.   Sometimes he picks just the right spot to stand and stare longingly at squirrels.
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And here are just some photos of pretty trees along my morning walks.  Mostly beech, although the first one has some sweet chestnut on the right too.  This first photo is all growing on old arsenic mine spoilheaps.
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bunn: (canoeing)
We canoed past the ruins of the old mining port New Quay a month or so ago, so this weekend I thought I'd see how hard it was to walk there.



Not too hard, it turns out, though you have to park in a car park much frequented by the insane downhill mountain bikers intent on throwing themselves down cliffs, and so I did not risk the hounds off the lead lest they should run up swiftly through the trees and make an accident.   Mr Ruggie is in the lead, because he's very unlikely to do that.
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I've been walking in Sheba wood a few times recently, and there is one feature of Sheba wood that you really cannot miss.  The Himalayan Balsam.  It's a very robust and invasive non-native weed with a strong, musky scent.  I don't like the smell, myself, and you can smell it from quite a distance at this time of year, although the flowers are quite pretty in their way.

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bunn: (Brythen)
17 years ago yesterday, we got married.  So yesterday we decided to go up onto Dartmoor and eat afternoon tea and celebrate.  It wasn't great weather, but you don't need wonderful weather for afternoon tea.
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