Trees that are fallen remain fallen and left to rot...
Trees hang out at all angles.
(My main blog is the Abingdon Blog and this blog is from places other than Abingdon)
It was a bit of a suprise to pop into Oxford and find Morris Dancers.
But then I realised it was the Oxford Folk Festival and there were thirty or more different morris groups dancing.
I did enjoy watching this dance called the Belligerent Bluejay! It ended with them all throwing away their sticks in a final frenzy.
It is an area of wet meadows and reedbeds,
maintained by the RSPB (Royal Society for Protection of Birds). Lovely to go there on a day like today when white clings to everything. Better still when hundreds and thousands of starlings congregate and fly together before dusk.
It has been a lot of hard work for her and her son.
Below them the Wells Road curves round with lights blazing towards Templemead Station.
crystal shops like this...
, party shops...
, lights
,more lights...
This signpost has changed. The number of fingers are the same but there has been a change of emphasize. The places are unchanged but the names given are quite different .