A waiting game…. of one step forward and two back


The trees are bare and there is snow threatened in the forecast…not to mention that any snow will then be followed by heavy rain and gale force winds – again.

We are fooled into thinking that spring is on the way only to have our hopes dashed.  But wait is that the signs of some leaves on this lone tree…well take a closer look…


Only tiny shoots bursting from the safety of the winters buds…but it is a start.

There are of course the more familiar early risers of Spring…. Daffodils, Winter Heather and the first of the Blossoms.


We do have a weekend visitor in the name of Storm Jorge heading our way, so lets see what he has packed into his suitcase to empty over us.

27th February

(C) David Oakes 2020

The Winter Solstice arrives tomorrow…


December over Stanton Moor

Could be a little confusion today…. and it nearly caught me out. The Winter Solstice this year is on Sunday the 22nd of December, not the 21st.  The switch in days occurs every four years.  So we will have to wait another day before those days become just a little longer and the nights a little shorter…. If the New Year pans out like many in the past, and despite the passing of mid winter, the worst of winter has yet to come.

21st December

(C) David Oakes 2019

After the Monsoon….. Autumn returns


That Autumnal Look

The storms have passed, well for the time being.  I also admit that we escaped the very worst. It was only yesterday that we had torrential rain and high winds.  Today we are back to sunshine and autumnal colours…. though it does look distinctively as if winter is knocking at the door.

The rains were heavy enough to raise the levels of the River Derwent once again, not yet flood level but getting there.  The Weeping Willow is weeping and wetting its branches in the dark fast flowing flood water of the Derwent….


Warming early morning sun found us wandering down the lane and thru the old village a pleasant start before heading down to the meadows and riverside….


 Winter may be approaching at a pace but it still ain’t bad to be out and about

12th December

(C) David Oakes 2019