We were going to Whitlingham Country Park. Twice we’d said it, and then been rained off. Now it was going to happen. But the day would be hot. Best to get an early bus. Be there and walked around and back before the swelter started.
Ha. Things didn’t quite work that way.
An accident on the Gt Yarmouth to Norwich route blocked the road. The police set up a diversion. Ha! A narrow twisting country road where the bus we were on encountered an equally large vehicle.
But eventually, we’re there and no one was paddling, no one sailing…
But a spider was spinning between the parapets of Trowse bridge as we passed it
We walked around the Broad (aka lake) while the weather was still bearable
Disturbed some skulking moorhen and a coot. Looked for gold…
Stopped to admire the Old Man’s Beard that was scrambling over a straggling buddleia
Took loads of photos of trees. But so many trees, not easy to separate just one
It was now getting hot, so we sought shelter in the wooded hills. Previous years we’ve found a rich assortment of fungi. This year we’re too early. But we did find these…
Loved the deep ochre colour against the green of the moss
Joining the path again: Rosebay in autumn finery…
And came upon a regatta. A yacht race in miniature…
Sweltering hot, feeling tired and uncomfortable, we would have left except…
… the wildlife had different ideas.
BTW: with wildflowers now fewer and fungi not yet in abundance, no Tuesdays Flowers. Instead, a treat…
Lovely pictures.
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Thanks, Sadje 🙂
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Always a pleasure
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🙂
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👍
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Amazing photographs Crispina. It somehow compensates for all the time I am locked up in my home. I don’t remember the last time I went out for a walk 🙃
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I feel for you. I had a few weeks where I couldn’t go far from town (as far as I could walk) and that was bad enough. If my photos help you to endure your version of lockdown, then I feel they’re of value.
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Loved tagging along this morning with you. Just one question … any idea why those swans are standing on one foot, or is this normal for them? Have a great Sunday!
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I caught them mid-stride. They were waddling towards me… quite frighteningly. 🙂
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Oh, wow. Now it all makes sense 🙂
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Yep. 🙂
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Swans are beautiful terrorists. I had one stalk EJ and me by one of Canterbury (N.H.) Shaker Village’s ponds some years back.
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The swans at Whitlingam are accustomed to people. I wouldn’t like to get that close to any other swan, especially one with babies. Yikes! That’s as dangerous as you can get in UK
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Dangerous creatures in the UK . . . hmmm, maybe MFHs?
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Um… definition of MFH (my future husband? I don’t think so)
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Master of FoxHounds (or possibly Master of the Fox Hunt, the reference I consulted says the former, but the latter is equally likely).
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Ah-ha. Well, maybe my futrue husband of Master of the Fox. No. No, that is risible.
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Thank goodness you brought your camera to capture all of the essence of Whitlingham.
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I’ve abandoned my canon (too heavy to lug in the heat of summer) now my phone is my camera
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It looks like a beautiful tranquil day Crispina.
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Yea. We wanted wind to cool us down. But the weather god is a cantankerous sod.
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