That was the year that was

Trying to review the year based on what photos you took is always going to produce biased results. Rainy days? No rain in any of these photos. Parched ground and endless weeding? Can’t see any evidence here. Nevertheless, here is my photographic review of the year.

January to March

Snow. Snow snow snow snow snow. There were a few days with no snow on the ground, but they were boring so I didn’t take any photos. Holly grows from tiny puppy to adolescent dog almost overnight. The garden was chock full of birds.

Holly still looking puppyish

Holly still looking puppyish in the New Year

snowy conditions bring in lots of garden birds

Snowy conditions bring in lots of garden birds

February: what a difference a month makes!

February: what a difference a month makes!

March halts spring in its tracks

March and snow halts spring in its tracks

April

Spring makes a valiant effort to appear. Lambs are everywhere. The chickens arrive.

Lambs everywhere!

Lambs everywhere!

Chickens!

Chickens!

May

Finally, it feels like spring. Everything is late and some trees are only just starting to open their leaves. There is a mass emergence of ducklings and we get our only flood of the year. Unfortunately the flood waters damage one of our oldest bridges, cutting off Tunstall from the rest of the world until a temporary bridge gets installed (luckily this only took a week). I get an allotment.

There's a lot of catching up to do!

There’s a lot of catching up to do!

There's an explosion of ducklings

An explosion of ducklings

This old bridge is badly damaged in a flash flood

This old bridge is badly damaged in a flash flood

June

I get to go on a trip to the Farne Islands and take a stupid amount of photos. The allotment dries out and turns into a brick. The fields turn yellow with buttercups and I manage to get out just in time to see the spring gentians.

The traditional Farne Isle greeting from the arctic turns

The traditional Farne Isle greeting from the arctic turns

Puffins being harassed by gulls

Puffins being harassed by gulls

Watering can required

Watering can required

Buttercups!

Buttercups!

Spring gentian

Spring gentian

July and August

Summer! We take Holly out and about in Weardale and Teesdale. The garden pond explodes with life. I discover the hard way that 2 year old parsnip plants are bad for the skin.

Bowlees, Teesdale

Bowlees, Teesdale

We discover Holly doesn't like donkeys

We discover Holly doesn’t like donkeys…

or giant sheep

…or giant sheep

Purple heather

Purple heather

The chickens think they are herons

The chickens think they are herons

If your parsnips get this big, wear gloves when handling - the sap is phototoxic and causes bad sunburn. I found out the hard way

WARNING: If your parsnips get this big, wear gloves when handling – the sap is phototoxic and causes bad sunburn. I found out the hard way

September

Wolsingham show. There were horses there, what did you expect?

Horses...

Horses…

...horses...

…horses…

...and more horses! I'll stop now

…and more horses! I’ll stop now

October to December

Autumn makes itself known and winter knocks on the door. The main theme has been wind and rain, but we have not suffered the floods of last year, at least in this neck of the woods. The chickens destroy the garden, the allotment does not see enough digging action, and the repair work on the broken bridge begins. The days are short, but the sunrises and sunsets are pretty good. We started taking out monthly guided walks with the Wolsingham Wayfarers. I have lots of photos on the Wolsingham Wayfarers website.

Oh dear, where's the lawn gone?

Oh dear, where’s the lawn gone? (Click on image to see the temporary 5th ‘chicken’)

Repair work begins, finally, on the broken bridge

Repair work begins, finally, on the broken bridge

The only compensation for shorter days is that the sunrises and sunsets are at their best this time of year

The only compensation for shorter days is that the sunrises and sunsets are at their best this time of year

So, that was the year that was. Obviously not all of it. A bit of it. I’m slowly putting more photos online. I’m not using flickr anymore (the new flickr doesn’t work well on slow broadband). My latest photos are on Ipernity.

See you next year!

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About Yasmine

After working with horses for many years I came to my senses and got a 'proper job'. I now live in Weardale with My Taller Half, a mad border collie and 5 chickens. Still wishing I could spend all my time in the great outdoors
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3 Responses to That was the year that was

  1. Great post Yasmine – best wishes for 2014 🙂

  2. Eleanor Anderson says:

    Thanks for your lovely, hilarious blog!!!! Happy New Year (Or Happy Old New Year,coming up, if you are Russian, celebrating by the old Julian calendar) 🙂

  3. Yasmine says:

    Thanks Paul and Eleanor. Glad you enjoyed the read – and HAPPY NEW YEAR!

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