April woods
Apr. 7th, 2024 12:09 pm
Sunshine and blustery wind. Took a walk through the woods at N. The oaks not yet in leaf, but everywhere a distant fuzz of bright April green, as the hazel and birch understorey bursts into leaf. Ferns unfurling. Robins, chiffchaffs & wrens singing, and loudest of all (ear defenders required) the song thrushes.


The woods are very, very, very wet. And it's even wetter on the path alongside the marshes. But at no point did the mud come up over the top of my wellies. Because they are very tall wellies.

Tiny bright orange Bog Beacon fungus (Mitrula paludosa) in the bog pools.


After the wettest spring I have ever known, the Tea Brown Lake has expanded its territories to include part of the woods.

No spaniel-generated abstracts these days, but luckily the blustery wind was willing to play.
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Date: 2024-04-07 01:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-04-08 03:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-04-07 04:01 pm (UTC)We are getting levels of water not seen in the village before in at least 68 years, probably ever. But we didn't get the recent giant hail that smashed conservatory roofs a couple of villages away.
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Date: 2024-04-08 04:34 pm (UTC)Dorset is always wet in winter, and the fields by the rivers flood most winters. But I have never seen the water levels so high here, and there has been flooding in places where I have never seen flooding before.
The giant conservatory-smashing hailstones sound terrifying. I really, really hope that is not going to become a regular thing with the British weather.
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Date: 2024-04-07 04:13 pm (UTC)I applaud the tallness of your wellies. A good pair of wellies you can walk in is gold
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Date: 2024-04-08 04:42 pm (UTC)There were one or two moments where the path by the marshes actually became the marshes, but the wellies coped admirably.