|The bee hole. I've no idea what its purpose has been before but the bees ae welcome|
I am still walking from home a few miles most days, but with the plaster it is all a bit of a compromise and the next hospital appointment is not until 15th June, when hopefully the plaster will be removed. I suspect after that there will be a long haul of physiotherapy.
Yesterday, after solving the buzzing problem I walked over Arnside Knott and down to Bob-in café. Inspired by Beating the Bounds recent magnificent post, Teesdale, an Embarassment of Riches, CLICK I vowed to take my time and try and photograph some bird life, but that was a dismal failure. My antipathy to standing still for any length of time, my difficulty of holding the camera still when on zoom with only one hand, and the inconsiderate behaviour of most birds to stay in the same place for more than a few seconds conspired against me.
|Ash tree at top of my drive - I look at this when I am writing my posts.|
Every so often the telephone wires get disrupted and BT or whatever they are called these days have to come out and lop off branches
|These are at the foot of the tree. I garden under protest, and for the moment everything is going back to the wld. It will become an onerous job when I can get back to it|
|Just a it further up the road|
|Just before I leave the road to enter woods and make the ascent of Arnside Knott there is the cemetery with these fine old conifers - not sure of the species|
|The cemetery chapel, now used for parish council meetings and the occasional exhibition|
|My entry for Bird Photographer of the Year competition|
|The cliché photo from Arnside Knott: railway viaduct across the Leven estuary|
|Across the estuary to Grange-over-Sands|
|Lots of these ancient remains about up on the Knott|
|My favourite bench and view from the Knott. Across the bay to Morecambe. Normally you can see Ingleborough but it was too hazy today|
|Starting the descent to New Barns and the Bob-in café|
|Zoom. About two hundred yards away. It was still for so long I suspected it may be artificial|