The lonely tree last January.
It’s still lonely.
Not as bad as the floods in November, but again the river overflowed into the flood plain.
Feeling the need to paddle it…
A walk on Wittenham Clumps to blow away the Christmas Flu and take a gander at the flooded Thames valley.
In the middle of the picture is Days Lock. Getting to the lock island is a tad tricky right now.
Ewok is the only person I know that’s loving this wet weather. He’s happy spending hours in the garden. The wetter the better he says.
In November the river flooded the meadows down to Wallingford, getting close to the 2003 height of 5 and a bit metres.
The water meadows were flooded again (November, I’m a tad tardy posting all this).
But I couldn’t resist a a quick sprint down to Wallingford
The boys came to see; but I resisted F’s request to Eskimo roll :-)
Under no circumstances should you canoe or kayak in flood water.
Flood water is dangerous:
New life. Three tiny trees from Deacon’s Nursery now tucked up in warm holes in the back garden.
I think Fay can remember what type they are…
The beginning of a seating area down by the
shed Fay’s studio. At the moment it’s just a muddy hole. A muddy hole that Ewok loves and is slowly moving into the house, one muddy paw at a time.
[White Shed | Shed 4 | Shed 3 | Shed 2 | Where did the pond go?]
A brighter ride with a couple of these.
Bright enough that they need to be dipped for oncoming pedestrians but still apparently not bright enough for drivers pulling out onto Shillingford roundabout…
…but then mid day summer sunlight isn’t bright enough for them either.
D&S had a bumper apple crop that all came good at the same time. What do you do with more apples than you can eat? Turns out you drink them.
In H’s case straight from the press. By far the best apple juice ever.