Wednesday, 31 August 2011
Tuesday, 30 August 2011
As I walked the sandy tracks, the heather hummed with nectaring bees and a darting lizard appeared briefly on the path before disappearing between the woody stems. A light breeze whispered in the birches and swayed the tall bracken fronds. Grasshoppers and crickets sprang from the vegetation, and a new species for me; the Green Tiger Beetle, a ferocious heathland predator, scurried across the sun-baked ground before taking flight in a metallic green blur. I had heard of these creatures before but this was the first time I had come face to face with one! They may be small but they are certainly impressive!
Tuesday, 23 August 2011
In contrast to my more usual meanderings, on Friday I swapped green leafy byways, and flower filled hay meadows populated by buzzing bees and unhurried grazing beasts, for cobbled streets and tarmac highways, and primary coloured floral displays boxed in between the hustle and bustle of market stalls and high-street traders. Caught up in the frenzied atmosphere we rush around towns and cities, intent on our lists and time-scales, often overlooking the finer details of urban settings, made of light and shadow, history and mystery, brick, stone and rust.