Great Burnet, Marsh Valerian and seeding grasses Through summer, fresh flowers appear and early species set-seed. Yellow rattle shows flowers and inflated seed-pods. Grasses grow rank from days and days of rain.
Today, there are fresh flowers of Marsh Valerian and Great Burnet amongst grasses of a pinkish hue. Borrow Beck runs high, we wade puddles along the track and everywhere the sounds of water in the landscape. I have childhood memories of the River Derwent and the other Borrowdale in the rain. This year. cloud and rain prevail.
Today, there are fresh flowers of Marsh Valerian and Great Burnet amongst grasses of a pinkish hue. Borrow Beck runs high, we wade puddles along the track and everywhere the sounds of water in the landscape. I have childhood memories of the River Derwent and the other Borrowdale in the rain. This year. cloud and rain prevail.
The Upland Hay Meadows are at their most lavish but where are the pollinators for all those flowers, where are the birds? A distant curlew calls, and corvids. The only person we meet is a cheery young woman come down from Winterscleugh and Winash where she's heard 'lots of birds. No idea what they were.' There are several Chimney Sweeper moths and a Small Heath, no other butterflies. A Chimney Sweeper flits over grasses and settles down amongst them. So my first image has a veil of grasses tipped with raindrops and a smudge of dark moth. I rather like that image, first impressions through a veil of seeding-grasses. I had to shift about for a clear shot, like Miss Monneypenny in 'Skyfall' where M demands she 'take the shot' although she fears she'll hit James Bond too. 'Skyfall', a summer of rain.
The yellow stars of Bog asphodel mingle with the pink of Cross-leaved heath along the wet margins of the track. There are green stars of Butterwort leaves but the flowers are over. Purple and white flowering thistles grow tall, with purple foxgloves now fading.
Three deer appear in pasture beside Borrow Beck, lithe in leaping through high grasses.
Meeting the young woman who'd come down from the fells, I wonder what it's like up there today. Our walk beside Borrow Beck is delightful in a different way. Tall grasses often screen our view of the fells- scene through grasses. I could reel-off names - all the right notes but not necessarily in the right order. This triptych of images is an aesthetic of grasses.
Meeting the young woman who'd come down from the fells, I wonder what it's like up there today. Our walk beside Borrow Beck is delightful in a different way. Tall grasses often screen our view of the fells- scene through grasses. I could reel-off names - all the right notes but not necessarily in the right order. This triptych of images is an aesthetic of grasses.
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