Abstract Landscape Painter. Rural Dweller. Lover of Modernist Art and Design.
Peering out of the window at 3.20am, I see thick fog blanketing the village. By 6am it has thinned and continues to lift, to give a warm, bright and still morning.
Vans from the electricity company are gathering at the end of the lane, as they prepare to begin work on replacing the line of posts and wires that travel across two large fields. The new ones have been laid out beside the old, looking like giant matchsticks on the earth.
Walking along the southern edge of the wood, I spot two hares running on the stubble field opposite. They are so busy chasing and leaping, that it is a while before they are aware of us, enabling Millie and I to stand transfixed and watch the show.
There are still quite a few white butterflies around – both on the field margins and in the meadow. The hot summer has apparently been good for their numbers. Another creature that may have been enjoying the warmer weather, is the grass snake. I have found two whilst out walking, and two neighbours in the village have each said that they have found the same number in their respective gardens over recent weeks.
All text & images ©2018 Carol Saunderson