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After The Rain, It’s A New Dawn, It’s A New Day

It's A New Dawn, It's A New Day,Rocking Dog

It’s A New Dawn, It’s A New Day

It rained heavily here on Monday. It was really wet rain, large long wet drops that saturated everything. With Real Live Rocking Dog and a guest dog, Darling Dougie (a Labrador/Scottie Dog cross) to walk, the weather had to be simply …well..weathered!

How lovely therefore to awake yesterday to a beautiful morning. The warmth and the moisture meant that there were fairy rings of various species of fungi in the field. There was even a circlet of red mushrooms, the stuff of illustrated children’s books. Alas, the mushrooms had been blemished and disfigured by hungry creatures unknown. The field is now devoid of colour save some clover and a sprinkling of moon daisies. Hedgerows of blackberries, haws, elderberries and sloes continue to flourish and ripen. Fat wood pigeons feed and somewhat noisily and ungracefully take to the skies after their fill of natures harvest.

Down by the Frome it was quiet. There were the first characteristic smells of the impending autumn. Leaves, beech masts, conkers and wet mud all formed part of the intricate riverside carpet. This carpet was positively autumnal, but the woodland canopy punctured by blue sky was still decidedly summery.

After dog walking an adored friend and I went to Kilver Court. It was lovely to talk, drink coffee, browse and simply enjoy each others company. As we walked to the car there was the most amazing patch of wild flowers. It was such a lovely splash of colour and so much more magical than uniformly planted beds filled with low maintenance shrubs.

Natures Carpet,Rocking Dog

Natures Carpet

Mushroom Harvest,Rocking Dog

Mushroom Harvest

Woodland Canopy,Rocking Dog

Woodland Canopy

Infant Pine Cones,Rocking Dog

Infant Pine Cones

Rosy Red Apples,Rocking Dog

Rosy Red Apples

Late Summer Colour,Rocking Dog

Late Summer Colour

A Field Full Of Flowers & Sunshine

Flowers In May,Rocking Dog

Flowers In May

Many of you will know about my love of the fields which lie behind the kennel. They were the perfect place to do an impromptu photo shoot with little Douglas. On the 10th May we ran out of the kennel whilst the sun was shining and the little babe contented. He was surrounded by sun kissed buttercups, clover, dandelion clocks, plantain and gently swaying grasses. How much more lovely to be photographed in this natural environment than a stark and expensive photographic studio! The weeks have since rolled on, the little chaps skin has plumply filled out, smiles have arrived, and newborn clothes have been neatly parcelled up. In time we will run through the grasses, hide, eat picnics, chat, sing, tell stories, do hand stands (!), dance, read, build snowmen, and play games in the field.

With the arrival of June the field shows off new swathes of flowers and grasses. The colourful honeyed smell of spring has given way to less showy moon daisies, wild sorrel, hawkweed, birds foot trefoil and a myriad of tall whispering grasses. Meadow Brown and Gatekeeper butterflies flutter in amongst the sun baked vegetation whilst bumble bees enjoy the sweet dying embers of the pink and white clovers. Large metallic lapiz blue dragonflies skim across the field on their way to the wetness of the Frome. Hedgerows burgeon with bramble blooms, sloes, wild briar rose and elderflower. It is simply too hot for the rabbits to graze, they will emerge from their damp clay burrows when twilight brings the coolness of the days end.

A pair of swallows have returned to the field, the late afternoons bring them joyfully and skilfully utilising their mesmerizing acrobatics. They swoop and dive over the high desiccating grasses, mere flashes of inky black forked tail and iconic aerodynamic wings. The buzzard, deer, wood pigeons and the rabbit loving fox who lives in the orchard put in appearances and makes every walk unique. The seasons leech into each other, days shorten and lengthen, rain, cold, wind, sun, grey, mud, frost, sun parched, the field perpetually changes.

Real Live Rocking Dog loves the field it means chasing his current deflated ball. We are lucky that the cows haven’t yet arrived. Until then it is Real Live Rocking Dogs field. It is a place for thinking, contemplating (despite the constant hum of the motorway), revelling in nature, enjoying the seasons and for planning the next photo shoot with the sooooo sweet wee nipper!

Do You Like Butter?,Rocking Dog

Do You Like Butter?

Flowers In June,Rocking Dog

Flowers In June

Nature Table,Rocking Dog

Nature Table

Brambles In Flower,Rocking Dog

Brambles In Flower

Ripening Sloes,Rocking Dog

Ripening Sloes

Where's My Ball?,Rocking Dog

Where’s My Ball?

Watery Walk,Rocking Dog

Watery Walk

Marshmallow Skies,Rocking Dog

Marshmallow Skies

May Blossom & Friends,Rocking Dog

May Blossom & Friends

Boo Hoo! The Tractor Is Out.

Hot Real Live Rocking Dog!, Rocking Dog

Hot Real Live Rocking Dog!

Boo Hoo! The tractor is out in the meadow behind the kennel. Very soon the honeyed pink clover, wild sorrel, buttercups, campion, dandelion clocks will be no more…..well for at least a little while. The thigh high swathes of grasses will be noisily cut, left to dry, and then gathered. Cow fodder for leaner days ahead, short dark days with frost, snow, driving rain and cheek nipping chills.

With the grassy haircut the ha ha, mole hills and mystical archeological mounds will again be apparent. Real Live Rocking Dog will be able to play football again, and my walking pace can step up without the impediment of burgeoning flora. The swallows will be able to swoop even lower in their nightly acrobatic courtship dances.

I will miss the flowers, the butterflies and the bees. I will miss the disturbed swathes of grasses, wondering what nocturnal animal created the mysterious hollows. I will miss the sweet sunny smell of the floral cornucopia, and the gentle rustle of grasses swaying untidily in the breeze. I love this meadow.

I am witnessing first hand the perpetual nature of the farming calendar, to make hay while the sun shines!

Flora, Rocking Dog

Flora

Busy Bee, Rocking Dog

Busy Bee

Cow Fodder, Rocking Dog

Cow Fodder

Whispering Grass, Rocking Dog

Whispering Grass

Hot Dog....., Rocking Dog

Hot Dog…..

....Cool Dog, Rocking Dog

….Cool Dog

Rocking Dog’s Woodland Wild Flower Show

Spring Flower Show, Rocking Dog

Spring Flower Show

Yesterday was such a lovely day. The Frome Valley Walkway was resplendent with its magnificent carpet of bluebells. Wood anenomes, wild garlic, king cups, and delicate violets added to the intricate warp and weft.

The river was still, reflective and calm. I spotted a heron, it’s beady eye looking for a fishy morsel. A noise startled him, and he took to the skies. There is something so prehistoric about herons as they take flight. Meanwhile, in a nearby field lambs were gaining independence from their mothers. Every now and again they’d return to suckle and seek reassurance before returning to independent play and socialising.

The hedgerows are now in full white starry bloom, wild plum, blackthorn, damson and cherry. Taking shelter under their gnarled and thorny branches, wild primroses, cow parsley, white bells and budding summer blooms of a story yet to be told.

In the field Real Live Rocking Dog loved a roll in the lengthening grass. The white rabbits have miraculously survived the winter AND the fox who lives in the bordering orchard. Pleasingly the swallows are back from their long winter migration to sunnier climes and have begun their swooping aerobatics. They will continue to show off their flying skills when clover, wild sorrel, plantain, moon daisies and poppies return to the field. They will continue long after the grass has been cut for animal fodder. It will only be when the nights start getting shorter and when there is a chill and stillness in the air that they will think about the long perilous journey back to Africa.

But why think of autumn when delicious spring has just arrived!

Woodland Glade, Rocking Dog

Woodland Glade

Transient Bloom, Rocking Dog

Transient Bloom

Wild Violets, Rocking Dog

Wild Violets

Thorny Branch, Rocking Dog

Thorny Branch

Fresh As A..., Rocking Dog

Fresh As A…

Sentimental Flower, Rocking Dog

Sentimental Flower

Wild Spring Blooms, Rocking Dog

Wild Spring Blooms

Woolly Neighbours, Rocking Dog

Woolly Neighbours

Pretty Mantlepiece, Rocking Dog

Pretty Mantlepiece