The Open Road
Ash is the predominant tree in the hedgerows around home; this one, just up the road a bit from our house, has a bumper crop of ash keys - just beginning to turn a rusty brown (ok! ok! you have to use your imagination) ...
ash keys turn
as lockdown eases -
the open road
For the first time since last November we’re hoping to grab a few days away from home. We’re all excited - oh for a ‘life of ease on the open road’ ...
Not in a canary coloured gipsy caravan with an old grey horse to pull it - but in our motorhome - our home from home. ‘Poop poop!’ I wonder what Toad would make of it.
I swore I wouldn’t write one about the covid pandemic but this one sort of just popped into my head so I’m running with it. And not a sight nor sound of a bird ... Mind you a pair of Bullfinch take ownership of this tree in winter much like the Mistle Thrush jealously guard the old yews in the churchyard.
Please take care and stay safe.