Pignuts & Buttercups.

Quite a surprise today no rain, as promised, so a walk up to Manning’s Pit and Bradiford Water in the sunshine.  Buttercups were flowering and was informed that in this valley there are three different kinds.  White Pignut flowers were also out and with a sharp stick I dug up some pignuts and after a quick wash in the fresh water they tasted delicious.  I was also informed that Shakespeare wrote in The Tempest “I prithee, let me bring thee where crabs grow; and I with my long nails will dig thee pignuts” .

Also in Treasure island. “Dig away, boys,” said Silver with the coolest insolence; “you’ll find some pig-nuts and I shouldn’t wonder.” 

All in all another idyllic day Al.

 

The Rain It Still Falls.

DSC08127 - CopyThe summer is coming but still it’s raining around North Devon.  Grey, wet and I am still cold to the bones.  We get sporadic sunshine and promised warmth but still nothing to call Summer.  Why is it from our childhoods memories were always full of sunshine and happiness?  Al

Cycle ride along Anchor Woods bank.

A wonderful cycle ride along the River Taw in Barnstaple.  I used to play around here as a child and this visit brought back many memories.  Drinking from the Dripping Well where ghosts of monks have been seen.  The cycle path follows the old railway track onwards through Fremington Quay to Instow, Bideford and beyond.  I think I will be using the Hawthorn trees for some paintings very soon.  Al

Braunton Marsh.

A wonderful day of cycling around the Great Field and Braunton Marsh.  I spent an hour watching sticklebacks playing in gin clear water.  Once again enjoying the simple, natural things in life that we often overlook.  Time urgency and working to live certainly clouds this sort of simple pleasure.  Today I’ve seen herons, egrets, butterflies, fish, and at the end of the cycle ride the flash of a kingfisher at the Velator Weir.  A day to remember.  Al

Anchor Woods.

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An acrylic of a windswept tree on the banks of the River Taw, Barnstaple, North Devon. As a boy I used to play in the woods and this field.  Just over the dyke at the back of this painting is the River Taw.  Loved the reflections of this tree in the water of this low lying field.  This field is used for sheep but during the last war was a firing range.  Al

A walk from Saunton Beach to Croyde.

A wonderful walk from Saunton Beach to Croyde Bay and back.  Weather clouds allowed us the sunshine of the morning and the rain fell on far off Westward Ho.  From the top of Saunton Hill you could see for miles of beautiful North Devon Coastline and beaches.  Then high tea at Saunton Sands Hotel over looking the wonderful stretch of beach.  More inspiration for paintings….AL