The dawning of A Sunday morning A horse chestnuts leaves dying off magnificently

jack frosts alarm is going, he’ll soon be having breakfast and be out to play

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The drawback of living on the edge of a wood 

The are plenty of positives to living on the edge of Fridaywoods but this beautiful owl lived up to its name, the screech owl, was practicing last night around midnight.  I’ll defer to those more knowledgeable than I to tell us more about the screech owl and invite them to comment below please?  There was …

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Mini heatwave, well according to the weatherman 

Since Wednesday they’ve been predicting a mini heatwave this, the penultimate weekend of September 2017. Well the first picture shows grey skies, to the west, and the second, Red sky in the morning, according to the old rhyme that’s shepherds warning!  Its 6.30am Stella and I are on the garrison walk, which may turn toward …

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Fall is coming in Fridaywoods 

It’s a some what grotty Wednesday evening in September, but the weatherman says we are in for a revival of an Indian Summer this weekend. 

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A chilly evening walk in Fridaywoods 

A 4am start saw me in Stockport by 9am this morning a few miles from a certain footballers appearance in magistrates court and a visit to Fridaywoods is pending. Well I’m home after a 470 mile roundtrip I have a rather nice dinner of chicken, veg and (My favourite) new potatoes. Now Stellas on the …

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A wet walk over the Wick 

Stella and I are off for a walk over the wick for a brief walk. Come with us as we prepare to lose this ground which should by rights be a nature reserve. Look thru the fences and cannot help but think how many houses  could they build in there if they absolutely must. I …

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Indian Summer my arse

Well it’s a week or so since my Indian Summer post, I  couldn’t have been more wrong. Today the summer‘s fans go back on the loft and whilst I’m up there I’ll move the Christmas decorations nearer the hatch. As Stella and I begin our Sunday morning trek the heaters are both on in the …

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Pending doom in the beauty 

Walking Stella this morning I’m struck by the the infinite amount of Spiders webs look beautiful in the morning dew. There beauty is enhanced by the sinister pending doom of every strand of their existence. Glistening in morning sunlight waiting for an unsuspecting creature on the wing to send signals of their pending doom, their …

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Autumn arrives but the sun has not gone

Autumn has arrived but not with a vengeance, the sun still shines and the daily temperatures are still of a comfortable nature allowing me to finish off my drivers tan( you can always identify a professional driver by his unevenly tanned arms, as the right arm gets more sun, in the UK at least) The …

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