Ephemeral: A load of Pollards
I used to think ' Ephemeral ' was a ladies perfume; but I find now its meaning is of a transitory thing; which lasts only a short time. This brings me to Snowdrops, which to enlarge on a recent 'Tweet", seem to be smug little chaps; knowingly being the first to welcome the Spring, but refusing to grow where mere humans want them. Like good beers, they don't travel well If you have them; cherish them and their yearly appearance, because when things come right, they do make a lovely picture. This one, complete with giant 'moss-spider ' was taken in Sherborne woodlands, as was this wooden carved beetle. The woods are in winter mode still; but they know that Spring is round the corner. This week, I visited Croft Castle, in Herefordshire. Outside the "castle " main entrance I found these two impressive 'bookends.' Situated near the Welsh borders, I think they were playing it safe, don't you? I was anxious to visit ...