Arty journeys...


Thursday, 31 December 2015

Sunny walk in Coombe Wood

A perfect morning for a walk - chilly but bright with blue skies and sunshine.

Since my last visit some of these flowers have shot up in height. They might be polyanthus.

They have creamy white petals and yellow star-like centres. 

Little blue flowers not much bigger than my thumbnail, with miniscule individual florets - still flowering.

Upright brown seeds. 

Slender branches swaying in the gentle breeze. 

Tiny blue flower perched on top of a rock.

A cluster of beautifully patterned dwarf irises.

Tiny threads of blossom opening. 

Beautiful blue sky. 

The dark area is spreading further down the Korean pine cone as it becomes more and more fragile. Eventually it will disintegrate on the tree releasing the seeds.

At the tip of each branch two or three little spheres sit - looking as if they have been frosted.

The callicarpa berries are very wrinkled now.

A little almost bare shrub is beginning to flower. This picture was taken looking straight down into the bud.

Low sunlight on a mossy oak trunk. 

Back to the witch hazel flowers again. The ones in the far right cluster have dropped their "ribbons" revealing how much the calyxes resemble bluebell shapes.

Tiny rose tinged seed pods, each with a spike on the top. This whole plant has been showered with pine needles which glint in the low sunshine.

Looking up at the pattern of pine against the sky. 

Many of the pine trees are very tall and lanky. The second one in from the left looks as if it's wearing a fluffy trunk warmer because of the small leafed ivy growing up it.

I'm sure these little pine needles would make a lovely pen and ink drawing.

Sunlight on the stepping-stones or maybe I should call them stepping-logs.

There are a lot more pale green flowers on the other witch hazel tree now. Apparently there are many varieties of witch hazel and they can have flowers in different shades of greens, through pale yellow, orange and red to deep red and even purple.

The large mushroom looks as if it has disintegrated or been trampled on.

A few of the fluted gills remain - reminding me of something from under the sea.

Under the biggest Spindle tree many of the thick waxy flowers now lay on the ground - their red and black berries having already dropped or been eaten by birds.

A surprising number still remain on the tree. 

Other berries close by.

Pampas grass rustling in the breeze. 

This is one of the last deciduous trees to have any leaves left on it now.

Sunlight illuminating silver birch branches. 

Barely visible tiny blue flowers with two little empty calyxes looking like open beaks (top right)

Perfect reflections. 

Thank you very much for joining me. 
I hope to add an art-update tomorrow. 


  1. Glad you got one last visit in this year - the mushroom does look like some kind of seaweedy thing.

    1. I was pleased I didn't get drenched too - the weather forecast didn't look very hopeful - but it was lovely - although cold.

  2. Angela i am truly inspired by your commitment to the details in our daily lives. The rust printing is interesting...lots of potential there. I am sure with your bookbinding backround the right way to present your 52 weeks will come to mind.

    1. Thank you so much for your kind and encouraging words Di - and for your inspiration to do more drawing again.