Walk 206
Wednesday 4th May



A heavy day with a number of “Old Norvicensian” magazines, particularly in Lime Tree Road, the first rain in weeks



A heavy day with a number of “Old Norvicensian” magazines, particularly in Lime Tree Road, the first rain in weeks
A drizzy darkness of a Monday morning. Colourful leaves pasted to dark wet pavements. Autumn tinged trees, musty smelling air, puddle crackling roads. Noticing mossy cracks, and autumnal foliage as I walk through the familiars of Lakenham.







A late morning stroll, an unknown area. Damp and fuggy. Gleaming wet berries, bright red branches and the distorted reflection of Homebase in Whiting House catch my eye.










Wherryman’s way – circular walk #5 Claxton. A damp, enveloping morning walk. A broad, a river, a church. Enriching, engaged conversation with a group of artists working from the broads as inspiration. Noticing mossy textures, but mostly inside conversation.
A walk along the Water of Ken , New Galloway. A cloudy, dreamy, thistle-down filled walk. A graffiti free grey bridge, lichen encrusted trees, a cuckoo’s call, unfurling ferns and verdant grass.










An evening pilgrimage to the UEA bluebells. A warm sunny close, of a stunning day.
Softly lit woods, bluebells glowing quietly. Noticing: the quiet, the invitation of the woodland paths, wispy feathered clouds and strong blues and greens.







A pilgrimage to Bluebells that underwhelmed. A cool, but unexpectedly sunny woodland walk. New greens abound, limey, peachy, yellowing, sandy and orange. Light dappling in, with branch shadows, still just visible. A grandparent Oak and an enjoyed rope swing.











A still of a day, full of quiet productivity. Noticing: bird song, bluebells, pathways and new growth.
















06/04 Trimingham North Norfolk: A frown of a day, heavy and quiet. A deserted coast line, white blossomed bushes and a mysterious dome.






07/04 A suspended melancholic atmosphere. Pavements adorned with recently floored springtime debris.






A Mothers day walk, Cromer to Overstrand, Norfolk. A cool, still, sunny afternoon. The sumptuous aroma of gorse accompanied the cliff top walk as small clouds cast sinister giant squid like shadows on the sea. Noticing the light in the roof of Norwich train station.










