Early morning, the Thames at Isleworth

Traffic, traffic, rat-run, traffic, late! late!    ..... aaah! I had to pull over and admire the view this morning, of the Thames at Isleworth. Birds wheeling around, mist clearing, colour seeping into the landscape, white sun. I'm reminded of one of my favourite poems, Leisure, by WH Davies - I'm sure to have quoted it…

Berberis – A Dectective Story

I featured this plant on the 18th January, bemoaning the lack of information on the label and finding out just a little about what the index numbers might refer to. Happily more than a few questions have been answered by a friend who has been able to look up the details from the original plant-hunting…