This week, in the pretence of treating you to some joy at this festive time but in reality is because it is tipping with rain and I am in a grump, I will be presenting to you lovely folk six happy recollections of the year past. Whether or not this is permitted, perhaps an addendumContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Greatest Hits”
Lichen and granite, mustard yellow and gunmetal grey, happily cohabiting on a grievously exposed sea wall. A few hours later, in much different circumstances, a friend’s easy chair and contrasting footstool echoed this perfect marriage. Life imitating life.
Today I was pruning out the demon canker from an old apple tree. This fungal disease is systematically munching through its aged branches. Although disfigured by this nibbling, it is blessed by a natty outfit comprising an assortment of lichen, including this one. North Devon has a lot of lichen. I am definitely not anContinue reading “Octopus Lichen”