Back to the Mill

Back to Dalgarven Mill today for a coffee and a photo session with my friend Karon.  Both of us have new cameras so we are keen to try them out as much as possible.  The Mill museum never fails to intrigue me and the walk down by the river is so relaxing although it was amazing just how much growth there had been since our last trip.

Busy bees gathering their nectar always draw me close and this little one was no exception - its wings are beautiful and remind me of leaded glass and the fat furry body is almost toylike.  It is even possible to see the tiny grains of pollen on the hairs of the head.

Despite the inclement weather we managed to return home dry - it was a peaceful interlude sharing creative chat and friendship.

The change of seasons

It is only July and already I felt the slight suggestion in the air of Autumn.  How can this be?  The weather has been terrible; the deluge of rain neverending but since we seem to be stuck with this  the only thing to do is to go out and find something that brings a little colour to a grey dull day.

Armed with my new camera I managed to dodge rain showers and walk down to the railway bridge near our home.  I enjoy the growth of the tangled undergrowth there in the hedges; the wild roses, hawthorns and meadowsweet.  Although I cant see them I know there must be communities of mice and hedgehogs rummaging through this part.

This berry is the first glimpse for me of the season of ripe red fruit in the wild.  Not yet fully mature but brimming with promising colour.  I love the berry season.  It cheers my heart and I think of all the wild things which will benefit from their growth.