When I was a lad at school (this is before the Beatles were invented) we used to go on nature walks from school along the banks of the Leeds and Liverpool canal. We picked wild flowers (imagine that) and brought them back to school to identify and draw.
At work I sometimes treat myself to a post prandial stroll through Strid Wood to see what’s going on. On Thursday it was get your boots on Spring.
Not very much in the way of colour (other than green) but then the ramsons are back! Wild garlic, a delight to the palette and an intense green. Here be green flowers.
This is dogs mercury. The mercury bit gives a clue to its toxicity. But it is about the first flower to bloom in these woods, and it blows for many months – in fact some of last year’s stalks are still standing with a few dishevelled leaves (mainly through the absence of any snow).
This isn’t wild garlic, Lords and Ladies methinks, not palatable, but also very green.
Look at this – wild strawberry leaves.
And these guys are here almost all the time, sometimes 20 foot up in the trees.
And then there’s moss.
Lots of it, climbing anything raised from the woodland litter.
Sometimes creating a landscape of its own, with sinister companions.
No fear of man-made sawing horses either.
(These can be used as splitting breaks too.)
I been doing woodwork too. Planing ash.
But really I’d like to do some painted work that would look like this.