I know you have been much neglected – can it really be December since I last posted? I hope you are still talking to me. I’ve been really busy – honest.
Lots has been happening. There was a tearful, on both sides, trip to Heathrow in early January to see my daughter off on a 3 month volunteering stint in India. For a first time travelling overseas on your own, it was quite an adventurous choice. Then there was a much more cheerful trip back to Heathrow in April to collect her.
Only a few days after she got to India I had the pleasure of letting her know that she had got an offer of a place at a rather prestigious university – not bad for a state school, bog-standard comprehensive kid.
Rocky and I have been continuing our regular stomps around Dartmoor, visiting lots of favourite haunts and finding a few new ones. We also had the pleasure of meeting some fellow Dartmoor tweeters at a litter pick in the Dart Valley. The pleasure was meeting them, not having to pick up litter that other people thought it was OK to leave scattered around a beautiful, natural site. Ironically they probably came because it was a beautiful, natural site.
We’ve watched the year unfold with snowdrops followed by wild daffodils and then the bluebells, which were magnificent this year. Now even the foxgloves are pretty much finished, but there looks to be a bumper crop of blackberries for this year, if the bramble flowers all come to fruition.
There was local excitement one morning when a bough off a large tree blocked the lane for several days, but luckily it has two entrances so we could still get out. In the end the impending bin day encouraged the chainsaws to get to work at double quick speed.
The daughter is now working in a local hostelry, to help fund the prestigious university, so Rocky and I are getting regular walks in further afield after essential taxi duties. A dog has to be taken to Hound Tor, so here are some pictures from a recent trip there. It should have been renamed Outdoor Ed Tor that day. There must have been over 6 different school groups there, ranging from primary to what looked like Sixth Form. It was wonderful to see so many young people outdoors getting to grips with the natural environment. The climbing parties certainly involved some firm grips as well!
Well, Dear Blog, I promise to make more of an effort and not to leave it so long next time.