Mummy Can I go and Play on the Swings ?


Of course dear just so long as you put on your swimming costume….


Well that was a weekend to remember. Gales and very heavy rains. Flooding in most parts of the country, some very much worse than here.

The sun did pop out for brief look around, just long enough for Buster and I to have a walkies…. obviously muddy underfoot but at least w didn’t get wet. Not that we were going for a picnic, that would have been a problem….


Just up stream from here the River Derwent has overflowed its banks but here most of this flood water is from the sky. Taking a look at the weir here at Darley Abbey Mills there is still some headroom for the river but it is clear that the head waters will soon reach here and no doubt add to the floods…


It is also a good job that it isn’t the Cricket Season as there is no chance of play today….or for some time..



The forecast for the week does not sound good…. whilst Storm Dennis will leave us sometime Monday the remainder of the week looks decidedly wet.

17th February

(C) David Oakes 2020

Snow outside …..but an Occasional burst of Spring Sunshine.


Cold outside, though our first covering of winter snow is melting fast.  The occasional burst of sunshine created a feeling of spring…albeit in the comfort of the conservatory….and the sweet scent of the Hyacinth adds dimension to the feeling.

11th February

(C) David Oakes 2020

A Glorious mix of Frost, Mist and Warming Sunshine…..


Early Morning light in Big Wood, Allestree, Derbyshire

The morning started with a thick mist and also the first real Frost of the winter.


Not that the Frost remained for long.  The February sun soon made sure the frost didn’t linger for long…nor for that matter the mist, though it did put up more of a fight.  But with a gin clear blue sky the day got off to a great start, the bright spring like weather even brought out some early morning golfers…


It was Big Wood where I was heading….a destination that by all the sound of bird song was high on their itinerary, spring bird call is the next best thing to a vocal dawn chorus. The mist lingered for awhile longer under the trees.  The sun is still very low in height but gradually it is getting higher as each day passes, creating a shift in shadows and depth to the woods, and the drying winter leaves create a golden carpet that we normally associate with autumn….


Down on the Lake a partial thin layer of ice had formed, that didn’t last for long as the morning warmed up, much to the relief of the lone Swan.


Storm Ciara is heading out way.  Sunday is predicted to be the worst day.  We wait to see.

7th February

(C) David Oakes 2020