Our abundant winter cactus. Salmon blooms turn candy pink as the cold approaches.

Crochet blossoms. None of us had crocheted before so it was quite an achievement (admittedly, the more elaborate flowers were made by a helpful instructor!). A bouquet made to last for a friend who had lost her dad that day.

a little bit of me and my dinosaur

I have spent the better part of my day in the belly of a monolithic dinosaur called Hermes. Born about ten years ago in the bowels of HV's techno depths, ole Hermes was intended as an internal cataloguing database to capture all the sites and places of import registered or under review. Its roll out late last year has been largely underwhelming for consultants. I think I have spent more time with Hermes this year than with anyone else I know. I am writing wee rudimentary descriptions of water assets - 'tall tower, ripple cladding, hedge row lined circumfrence' and so it goes.

I did however stumble across this picture today... a little bit of fieldwork joy in the old O'Shannassy water catchment area..