A walk in the gardens
Apr. 25th, 2009 09:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shewhomustWe worked last Sunday, and took our day's walking on Monday - which worked very well, since Sunday was grey, and Monday was brilliantly sunny. We took sandwiches and walked to the Botanic Gardens - with a happy moment en route, when we saw two herons take off from the pond in the grounds of Van Mildert college. We had just been discussing whether what we could see was a real heron, or a plastic replica, and had come to the conclusion that it was plastic, because it was so very still - and then two herons rose from the water, one of them flying off and the other coming to rest on the roof of the college and staying there until we got tired of watching and walked on.
The gardens were a curious mixture of not out yet: most of the trees were barely unfolding into leaf - and past their peak: the cherry blossom was beginning to fall, and many of the daffodils were over, as this picture (unexpectedly, my favourite of those I took in the gardens) makes clear:
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durham_rambler wanted to have a look at a patch of farmland recently acquired by the Woodland Trust, so we left the gardens and walked up the lane, pausing to admire the Manx sheep. This brought us round the edge of the woodland, where the bluebells were already beginning to bloom, and through the fields high above the Wear, past a stand of gorse heavy with flowers and the scent of coconut, back to the A167 - and then there was no alternative but to walk home along the main road, which was not the pleasantest part of the day.
The gardens were a curious mixture of not out yet: most of the trees were barely unfolding into leaf - and past their peak: the cherry blossom was beginning to fall, and many of the daffodils were over, as this picture (unexpectedly, my favourite of those I took in the gardens) makes clear:
durham_rambler wanted to have a look at a patch of farmland recently acquired by the Woodland Trust, so we left the gardens and walked up the lane, pausing to admire the Manx sheep. This brought us round the edge of the woodland, where the bluebells were already beginning to bloom, and through the fields high above the Wear, past a stand of gorse heavy with flowers and the scent of coconut, back to the A167 - and then there was no alternative but to walk home along the main road, which was not the pleasantest part of the day.
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Date: 2009-04-25 11:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-26 07:25 pm (UTC)And I don't know what kind of tree it is, I'm afraid; it wasn't labelled. If it's a cherry, it wasn't in bloom with all the others...