Competion for car parks ?

Not a thing that I know of…. but probably exists … what type of categories …. largest smallest  generating the most profit providing the most services?   All possible.  What about the category best situation?  Even that may need subsections:

Rural ,urban, suburban, private , totally enclosed, subterranean  , multistorey …

 

Well in the public park and ride category I would like to nominate the park and ride for the City of Bath.  It does need you to look beyond the immediate car park provision.  And in fact in the pouring  rain on Monday the ground was a sloppy sandy mess, and the week before the failure of the public unisex toilets to open despite piling in the money.  But beyond those the car park sits sheilding  a playing field and beautiful views across the valley . Not an obvious attraction though  when parking . Because mostly thoughts are on getting to the City.

Leaving  Bath the road takes me along a minor road twisty and relatively narrow with banks and hedges on either side . Not single track . But if I were walking one I would be worried about quick escape routes from oncoming traffic.. no verges. 

Leaving Bath early evening I was just in a slow trail . One of those where you can be stopped and wind down the window and take in the sights, sounds and smells of the place. I was so close to the hedge I could have taken the hawthorn for tea… the bread and cheese leaf. The traffic line was mostly so slow it was stopped for ages between moving  just a car’s  length so with the window down I could take a picture … to be loaded up and shared

Image to come … Close up of hedge .. Hawthorn leaves at close quarters ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Dandelion Day cont’d

It’s not a thing but perhaps it ought to be ..maybe somewhere it is. I really like dandelions: that big sun head giving all sorts of insects a landing-place. Greeting the spring  when many other flowers are still a little shy to show up.

Caught in the tail back which snaked around the roundabout and stopped. This offered the chance to look to the clock faces, the mass of fluffy heads getting ready to blow out the time with the next gust of wind.  I came back here on the way home, hoping the day had been still and the seed heads remaining.

I came back to park up and take the photos.

Have you spotted these dandelion days? They happen twice –  the day you first notice that the those yellow heads are all out everywhere .. the first flush. Then the second when they all transform to clocks, simultaneously; sometimes whole fields certainly along the road verges. Ok I agree perhaps less exciting when in your own garden, but I have to admit to enjoying them even there.

Being held in traffic, and viewing the verges reveals there are varieties, or perhaps mutations. I have no botanical background  but I have noticed the variations in leaves. the expected ragged, toothed leaf  the source of the name lions tooth, in some places  almost entirely smoothed out.  Reasons?   dandelion roundabout resized

In a recent project, concerning gratitude, I was looking at the very involved flower language developed by Victorians, and while it would be possible to build a bouquet of flowers representing a variety of emotions and messages no combination settled the subject sufficiently for me. Consulting several guides I could not find a reference in there for dandelions either. Strange? The plant itself can be useful  tasty vitamin c laden salad leaves, symbolic time references, roots dried and ground for coffee substitute (or so I read ) and in the past a treatment for jaundice. Perhaps the thing against the inclusion for the posy makers is the flower will not stay open when picked, losing the sun it closes down.

In looking into my gratitude plans,  I am proposing the dandelion is the symbolic plant for my subject. I am not going into my discussion on gratitude here .. still much to explore, but I will briefly mention why the dandelion

The flower head .. bright sunshine yellow, the immediate reaction.  Thankfulness for the gift, the offer , the past action someone else carried out which enables you to now do something ,

The deep tap roots this plant has –  that past action  may not have been with you in mind, someone else’s selfless act, waiting for the spring, and even the effects of the gift embedding itself in you gradually changing your attitude or actions

The seed head – superb dispersal system of this plant.  The gift the idea, how best to truly acknowledge the effect but by taking that and using it yourself , spreading its effect further.

These are the basis of my reason for adopting dandelions to carry the idea of gratitude.  I have wandered from my roadside commentary, but sometimes it is while you are stuck in traffic that these other thoughts are given time to mull and sneak around your head and the seeds of ideas get planted.

Enjoy your commute

 

 

 

 

 

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Woodpecker heard 

I was waiting at the bus stop this morning. Sevenish. And the village sonic scene was busy. But unmistakenly over the other busy territory setting chatter there was a woodpecker with a regular drum.

Don’t think  I have picked up that sound previously in a morning. At one point I did wonder if there was more than a single drummer .

And what a morning too… Cold still able to see my breath, but the sun was a bit higher and warming already as I waited for the bus, a contrast.

Some other little snippets from recent morning travel notes .. One day last week … Blackthorn already starting to burst into flower, this is a little early isn’t it?  As the car crawled along the queue , the morning ray caught another burst . This time the pussy willow .. Glossy and soft further down the branch but at the tip the explosion had begun , the ends of the burtsing bud tipped in pollen and the expanded .. Boom .

violets White and blue near the bus shelter

 

I like the winter shapes of shrubs and trees the scrubby hedgerows, although in a sad shape, stunted by too frequent cutting.  But it won’t be long before they disappear under the flush of greening buds , satisfying yes but disguises the gaps and how sparse they are becoming.  And seeing the trees in their basic form only reminds me of their lung like role, as I sit alongside going nowhere on a road choked by traffic .
On a recent rummage through a charity shop I came across a game called the hedgehog’s revenge. A must have purchase. But where are the hedgehogs now ?  With the weather warming up will there be more shuffling about ? We used to have regular garden visits. I think I need to look at  making the garden a little more attractive for them , if there are still any in the area.

Spring really is in the air .