When my sweetheart described the woods near the Entwistle reservoir as temperate rainforest, I was taken aback. Rainforest sounds like something you’d have to travel thousands of miles to see rather than walk less than four miles up the road.
Our moist, cool, steamy climate encourages mosses and liverworts, lichens, fungi and ferns to creep over trees and boulders. The Irish sea keeps conditions mild enough for these ancient plants to thrive through summer and winter.
Having grown up scrambling through the wooded valleys of the moors, the Tolkienesque character of this type of landscape is as familiar as the open moorland over the hill. Wild orchids grow further along the path that heads from this spot towards an outcrop of rock called Fairy Battery; follow Cadshaw Brook and you may surprise a fallow deer grazing near Entwistle reservoir. Continue reading “Comparing Lancashire Rainforest With Mississippi Backwater”
Clowns helter skelter after each other in what, we sense, ought to be an ordered line, but just isn’t. Embodied verbs, they pose, plunge, stumble, balance, strut, slip, bow and clamber, one or other body part defying gravity in that frozen moment to anchor the whole. Straight backs lend them dignity even as they take risks and cavort. We’re in the whimsical world of flamework glass artist, Hans Godo Fräbel, as seen at the Naples Botanical Garden, Florida, earlier this year.Continue reading “Reflections on Glass: Fräbel in the Garden”
I know very little about bamboo, but when I saw this in a Key West garden earlier this year, the colours, textures and leaf patterns made me feel like an overexcited animal that has found something tasty in the street, sniffing and wagging its tail in delight. Continue reading “October Squares: Decorative Trunks”
This bar, photographed at night during the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, has style. I like the arched ceiling, the mix of patterns, the glow of lights in the darkness, the greenery that brings the outside in, and the observing mannequin. Other details emerge if you have time to explore. Continue reading “October Lines: Edinburgh Fringe Bar”