June Photo Diary

A harbinger of spring, the bluebell, the ‘Bonnie Scottish Bluebell’ even! This time of year is so full of growth and beginnings. Woodland scenes suffused with this perfect blueness always bring a smile to my face. Also wet knees from crawling about taking pictures of them! This year my new garden proved to have several patches of these; they have been one thing I have not dug up! I have dug up a great many other plants, not so much weeds as perennials left to run riot. Roots, roots and more roots, and now tennis elbow to show for my struggles. However, the garden beds are cleared, ready for replanting. My little veg plot also ready to go; hopefully my Heath Robinson fencing plans will keep the local cat population out from my nicely dug soil! Grass is proving a challenge, the puppy destroys it faster then I culture it, there seems no solution so far. Six months old now, she’s still worth the effort and brings me daily joy. Like the garden, something to nurture and watch flourish gives such satisfaction and sense of accomplishment. A remedy for fast approaching empty nest syndrome!

PHOTO DIARY 2010 – by VERITY WEDDERBURN-OGILVY LRPS

A harbinger of spring, the bluebell, the ‘Bonnie Scottish Bluebell’ even! This time of year is so full of growth and beginnings. Woodland scenes suffused with this perfect blueness always bring a smile to my face. Also wet knees from crawling about taking pictures of them! This year my new garden proved to have several patches of these; they have been one thing I have not dug up! I have dug up a great many other plants, not so much weeds as perennials left to run riot. Roots, roots and more roots, and now tennis elbow to show for my struggles. However, the garden beds are cleared, ready for replanting. My little veg plot also ready to go; hopefully my Heath Robinson fencing plans will keep the local cat population out from my nicely dug soil! Grass is proving a challenge, the puppy destroys it faster then I culture it, there seems no solution so far. Six months old now, she’s still worth the effort and brings me daily joy. Like the garden, something to nurture and watch flourish gives such satisfaction and sense of accomplishment. A remedy for fast approaching empty nest syndrome!

Cultybraggan Camp in Comrie was originally built as a POW Camp in the 1940s. Recently the subject of a community buyout it goes from strength to strength and there are endless plans for how it might benefit the local community. A great success story, if there ever was one. This was taken recently then the camp was used as a venue for a community and music festival. Local people showed off their allotments on site and sold plants, local bands played music well into the night. A truly community event; marred only slightly by damp grey weather. This bus was running a shuttle service between the camp and the village centre. A classic old bus it seem strangely at home among the 1940s Nissan huts whilst still seeming incongruous to what was still in use a military training base within the last few years. The camp is a time warp, easy to imagine the POWs who saw theier time out here. An atmospheric relic of huge historic value ; I find myself torn between pleasure at its new lease of life and sorrow that what it stands for might be lost along the journey. I hope to see something at Cultybraggan to ensure generations to come do not lose what WW2 stood for, or the pain and suffering on all sides becomes forgotten we should always remember and be warned.

Wheeling and Dealing
Also taken at Cultybraggan Camp this little girl is sure to go far. At just 5 (and a half!!) she dealt with the ‘press’ (me) admirably. Giving me her full name, address and age without prompting, she was full of confidence and charm. Drawing smiles from all around,she was oblivious of me snapping away! She had only agreed to having her face painted on the promise that she would paint the face of her artist back afterwards. Utterly self-confident, she proceeded to paint an excellent daisy on the volunteers face. A lovely moment, proving of the power of youth hypnotising willing adults. Just charming, and we were all happy to be charmed!

There are too many lovely things at this time of year to resist feeding my plant passion. This wild cherry tree blossom is everywhere just now,Spring has been late in coming but seems to be making up for it now. Such a wonderful delicate flower, It always seems to have the feel of a Japanese feel to me, especially using the grey sky as a backdrop to tone in quietly. Better weather has been and gone, hopefully just the shape of things to come and we will see a good summer. More plants for me to photograph, feeding my endless passion for the beauty of the natural world around us.

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