Rural Ramblings from The Wye Valley National Landscape: Part 1

In the morning, when I open the front door I’m greeted with the harsh scream of the Buzzard, shortly followed by the caw of the Crows it’s trying to harass, this drama is mellowed by the gentle song of the Thrush and the coo of Wood Pigeons, watching the unfolding masquerade from a safe distance….

Remember, remember the 5th of November….

   Admittedly, I’ve been a little lax with this blog in the last week – if was of course half-term and the days were spent juggling outings, appointments and ‘I’m bored’ – however I did notice (and possibly for the first time) Vast quantities of Christmas products in shops alongside Halloween things.  When I was…