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Greenoak Journal: Goldilocks buttercups Woodthorpe holloway
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Ramblings from the city's edge. Friday, 22 April 2011. Goldilocks buttercups Woodthorpe holloway. Goldilocks buttercups Woodthorpe holloway. Originally uploaded by goldsally. A little buttercup of damp woodland edges. Found these in the old holloway near Woodthorpe. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Greenoak was the old name for the area of Sheffield in which I live. This is my attempt to capture it and the countryside at the edge of the city. Other photos can be seen on my flickr site.
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Greenoak Journal: Oak, Totley Hall Farm
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Ramblings from the city's edge. Wednesday, 28 April 2010. Oak, Totley Hall Farm. Ancient oak, Totley Hall Farm May 1st. Originally uploaded by goldsally. I love 'em. Can't bear to think what the landscape might become. 29 April 2010 at 07:12. Good to see you back Sally! I love oak trees too, have a lovely one in my garden. I had heard a while ago that there is a new disease affecting them - lets just hope that it doesnt have the same effect as Dutch Elm Disease did - that would be a tragedy.
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Greenoak Journal: John Donne and the shortest day...
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Ramblings from the city's edge. Tuesday, 22 December 2009. John Donne and the shortest day. A Nocturnal upon St Lucy's Day, being the shortest day". Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's,. Lucy's, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks;. The sun is spent, and now his flasks. Send forth light squibs, no constant rays;. The whole world's sap is sunk;. The general balm the hydroptic earth hath drunk,. Whither, as to the bed's-feet, life is shrunk,. Dead and interred; yet all these seem to laugh,.
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Greenoak Journal: Fieldfares
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Ramblings from the city's edge. Friday, 11 December 2009. Why do I seem to write this blog mostly in Winter? Perhaps I find it the most beautiful of seasons - especially when it is under such threat. Today the real symbols of midwinter burst out of the bony trees near Woodthorpe - a clatter of fieldfares. Here is what John Clare has to say in a gem of a sonnet:. Emmonsails Heath in Winter. I love to see the old heath's withered brake. Mingle its crimpled leaves with furze and ling. Nice to see you back a...
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Greenoak Journal: Baby housemartins
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Ramblings from the city's edge. Sunday, 13 June 2010. About 20 baby housemartins at the gate at the end of Totley Hall Lane - all landing together to peck at some wettish mud. Of course, I didn't have my camera with me. 23 June 2010 at 23:13. I absolutely love the photos on your blog. I feel like Im right there! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). And I have an earlier site documenting the life of Meersbrook Park. This is a Flickr badge showing items in a set called Greenoak Journal Jan '10.
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Greenoak Journal: Hare tracks in the snow?
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Ramblings from the city's edge. Tuesday, 22 December 2009. Hare tracks in the snow? These tracks across the lane and fields near Owler Lee and Fanshawegate. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Greenoak was the old name for the area of Sheffield in which I live. This is my attempt to capture it and the countryside at the edge of the city. Other photos can be seen on my flickr site. And I have an earlier site documenting the life of Meersbrook Park. John Donne and the shortest day. Hare tracks in the snow?
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Leaving Sheffield – Poetry by Edd Mustill | Love Sheffield
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Leaving Sheffield – Poetry by Edd Mustill. October 14, 2012. I recently left Sheffield, here’s a barely completed piece I’ve worked on, posted because I’m feeling homesick. The bottle’s half empty. And the glass is half full. The people outside us. If it hadn’t rained so much. That the seven hills became seven seas. Monkey Swallows the Universe,. And you can pour your heart out at around three o’clock. When the two-for-one’s undone the writer’s block. The View from the Afternoon. Everything you want to be.
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Greenoak Journal: Bluebells Gillfield
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Ramblings from the city's edge. Friday, 22 April 2011. Originally uploaded by goldsally. Many Totley people go to the more famous Ecclesall woods to see the bluebells, not realising that the woods right here are full of them. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Greenoak was the old name for the area of Sheffield in which I live. This is my attempt to capture it and the countryside at the edge of the city. Other photos can be seen on my flickr site. Goldilocks buttercups Woodthorpe holloway.
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Greenoak Journal: and more...
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Ramblings from the city's edge. Tuesday, 12 January 2010. And a fieldfare this morning definitely eating the hips off the rosa rugosa. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Greenoak was the old name for the area of Sheffield in which I live. This is my attempt to capture it and the countryside at the edge of the city. Other photos can be seen on my flickr site. And I have an earlier site documenting the life of Meersbrook Park. A sleepless night, birds and more snow. Make your own badge here.
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Greenoak Journal: A sleepless night, birds and more snow...
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Ramblings from the city's edge. Thursday, 7 January 2010. A sleepless night, birds and more snow. A disturbed night in which I finished reading Tim Dee's new book "The Running Sky" - quite the most beatifully written book on birds I have ever read - in fact probably one of the most beautifully written books I have read about anything. Here's a little wintry sample taken from a longer section about starlings flocking:. Here's Maisie's favourite spot for a good run. 12 January 2010 at 20:32. Whatever - the...
