Arty journeys...

LITTLE ARTY JOURNEYS . . . LOOKING CLOSER, SEEING DEEPER.

Tuesday, 26 December 2017

Boxing Day, morning walk (Coombe Wood)

A bit of blue sky and a glimpse of the sunshine encouraged me to go for a walk this morning.

I heard the horses coming down the lane quite a while before I saw them pass the gate


before they waited to turn into the main road. Where do they go? Or are they coming back?

Wet leaves shining like copper. 

What's this doing here? Someone's leftovers put out for the birds? A dish from Chateaux thrown over the fence (unlikely) or dragged here by foxes? (they certainly do that with the rubbish but big metal dishes?)

Mahonia

More red and amber leaves on the grass. 

Another container - a large disposable one this time - which makes me think that the two containers have been placed there deliberately - specially as both are at the base of the slope behind the prairie beds.

Someone had been creative with sticks in not a very sensible place - I moved them aside so no one would trip over them.

A bit of blue sky - and buds, seedpod, berries.

Fungus.

As there was no one else there I strayed off the main path along the gardeners little path behind the shrubs at the back of one of the flower beds. There was quite a bit of colour hiding there. Some tiny pink flowers...

Small white flowers emerging from tight pale green buds against the deeply veined leaves.

Bright red berries.

Little splashes of pink and red.

Coloured leaves dotted with raindrops.

The gardener had cut this berberis back quite hard. A tiny shoot looked out of place on the wintry stem.

 Boxing Day bumble bee on winter honeysuckle.

Dried out hydrangeas - not yet skeletons.

The little hut, though the prairie grasses. (Disposable container on the ground to the right of the hut. The other one was to the left but is out of the picture.)

Looking up at the grasses and other plants that remain in the prairie beds.



Wonderful crinkles - natures amazing shapes.


Ivy flowers - gone to seed - such a range of colours - through green, yellow, orange and red.

 These dead crispy leaves and drying berries hang like rows of bats in a cave.

Reflections. 

Thank you very much for joining me. 

2 comments:

  1. I love those ivy flowers/seeds - never realised that's what they were before. The blue sky behind the grasses was gorgeous!

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