the running wave

I have been choosing the photos for this blog over the last couple of days.  As I write now, I am listening to the current broadcast of Radio 3's lovely programme, Words and Music , which is exploring green ( http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b01mk8z4 ).  Looking through my selection of photos, it occurs to me that green is the theme here too!   I have been trying, for days, to get a good photo of a song thrush.  The recent rain has really encouraged them to come and peck around for the worms on the lawn, so I managed to get a snap of this beady eyed chap! East Lothian's landscape is nothing if not varied.  The following five photographs are taken on the way to Haddington.  I take a slightly longer route than most, because I love this ridge, or maybe it's an escarpment?  Either way it is a strikingly different landscape,  compared to the relatively rolling countryside around about it. East Lothian has no less than 30 castles, in various states of ruin of cou

Apart from being my granddaughter and grandson's eleventh birthday today, it is also the State Opening of Parliament. I am not sure that just two ravens constitutes a parliament, but no matter.  There will be plenty of raucous crowing, calling and carrying on in the other place when the new intake is officially opened for business today.  Stand by - it could get quite interesting when all those reivers from north of the border get going.

Yesterday morning, at 04.18, I was woken by the call of a cuckoo!!!!!!  This has never happened to me before, in my own home!  I was so astounded that I lay there with my mouth open in amazement and astonishment.  What excitement!  The call of the cuckoo is so evocative of springtime, so particular, and, sadly, increasingly rare.  When we were in Australia three years ago, my daughter told me she had heard the cuckoo here, in the wood, and I was slightly sceptical.  A misfiring pigeon can sometimes fool you into thinking you have heard half a cuck, without the ..oo. Last May there was no cuckoo.  And early this morning, from 4 am onwards there was no cuckoo - I was on alert - so maybe this one was just passing through.  But I am so happy that it did!  It made my day because I haven't heard one this year, and the sound always reminds me of my mother (for all the right reasons) and my childhood. Another new bit of wildlife, and a new bug to me, was this little beauty,  which I spie

A Sunday morning visit to another garden nursery, this one on the edge of the village.  It's set in an old walled garden.  In their heyday walled gardens, and their glasshouses, must have been fabulous places, providing an enormous range of vegetables, salads, fruit and flowers for the big house.  Now all that's left are the old espalier fruit trees, still growing with their arms outstretched along the garden walls. I bought a Japanese Anemone, Wild Swan.  Lovely name, lovely plant. This afternoon Tilly and I went for a beach walk, accompanied by my eldest grandson, who is always good company on a walk!  The lane leading up to the car park is lined on either side, for about quarter of a mile, with sweet cicely.  It creates a profusion of flowers and, here, next to the white of the May blossom, they are a frothy, delicious creamy colour.   A walk with a boy has to involve climbing a tree.  He was up this beech tree in a matter of seconds,   and then down aga

I went to Scotland's Big Nature Festival today, also known as the Scottish Bird Fair. http://scottishbirdfair.org.uk   It was held in East Lothian this year, just outside Musselburgh.   You could be forgiven for thinking that this buzzard had just dropped in to pose for the cameras, but of course he's had his day, no more soaring over the fields of East Lothian for him.  He's now well and truly stuffed - but still pretty magnificent! The event was held under canvas on Levenhall Links, and it couldn't have been a better day.  The sun shone from dawn till dusk, and when I got there, just before 11 o'clock, the visitors were arriving in healthy numbers.  It delights me that people are so interested in wildlife.  The countryside needs every bit of interest and love it can get. I love all the different stalls at these events.  I had a good chat with the lady on her basketmaking stand.  She works with willow and rushes, producing some lovely work. The bush