Picture of the Day: Bluebells, Berrignton Hall, Leominster [2016]

bluebells by a wall
Bluebells make smells

Bluebells are always pretty but their beauty and vividness are never truely captured by cameras. With the COVID-19 thing, we thought we’d miss this years bluebells but we managed to see some in a wooded area on our recent government approved exercise hour.

Today’s picture took me awhile to work out where it was taken. It seems it was taken at Berrington Hall near Leominster in Herefordshire near to where Zoe and I stayed when she went to a talk by Phil Rickman. As was this picture — 

Mrs Gnomepants in a wig
Mrs Gnomepants v2.0 in a wig


There’s been a lot of rain this year. An almost biblical deluge. As a consequence certain insects and arthropods are thriving. Mosquitoes (several stories here) and slugs to name but a few. The cabbage patch (or rather what is left of it) long since devoured by the joint forces of Sluggo and Caterpillro is but a shade of it’s former self and it seems I discover a new bite on my personage daily.

I have two bites that are really itching at the moment. One on my throat, the other on my knee and Mrs Gnomepants has at least two on her ankle. Little flying bastards they are.

Furthermore, the increase in insects includes moths. I’ve never seen so many beautiful moths this side of a museum case. Moths don’t really bother me, I think they’re some of the most beautiful creatures on Earth. However a certain Yoda Cat and a Mrs Mop now have a new routine and hobby. At about 9pm the two moggies sit in the back bedroom where the little window doesn’t shut properly and look longingly at it. The same room houses the computer and, frequently, nocturnal surfing is disrupted by stunt cat antics as the two moggies run round the room jumping up and trying to catch the poor moths. Once caught they are swiftly devoured. The moths that is, not the cats.