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Tag Archives: poppies
Garden notes number thirteen, the spider and the ant, (more narrow observation,) and some new flowers.
Look what happened in ‘the weed from paradise’, (see number 12), the Welsh poppy. How much am I seeing that I ordinarily wouldn’t? I noticed the white spider inside a poppy, waiting. By the time I came back with my … Continue reading
Garden notes number twelve; sex, pests, culture wars, paradise and narrow observation
Yesterday I browsed again – I much prefer that quiet bovine metaphor to that of the muscular (and possibly drowning) surfer – through Keith Thomas’s fascinating Man and the Natural World, thinking to illustrate, through an assembly of quotations, the … Continue reading
Garden notes number eleven, some more spring flowers
I should record the date – April 15th. They’re coming thick and fast, literally. There seems to be a precise order, a rhythm to spring events which I could never recall afterwards or before. Spring confounds memory – is … Continue reading
endemics
A few words on the claim, the acclaim, the clamour for endemics. When we say that a disease is endemic, we simply mean established, I think, in a particular area. But when it is said that a plant is endemic … Continue reading
Posted in language, mountains, flowers, landscapes
Tagged crna prst, poppies, silene, slovenia, thlaspi rotundifolium
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back on familiar ground
see also remembering and forgetting, the bombing of Dresden I was soon back home on familiar ground, where the obligation to remember certain things in certain ways grows ever stronger. Mrs May is outraged that the England football team is not … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, crude satire, history, politics, war
Tagged Bomber Harris, Germany, poppies, war memorials
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some more poppies
This is Papaver rhaeticum, growing in the wide stony Morteratsch valley in the Engadine. Here a path follows the two kilometre, 130 year retreat of the glacier, and signs record the position of the tongue at ten year intervals. … Continue reading
Poppies 3
A fascinating – and beautifully written – piece by Richard Mabey in Flora Britannica on the common poppy, Papaver rhoeas. It is one of the world’s most successful weeds and spread from Asia to Western Europe with the development of … Continue reading
poppies 2
An answer to my question – what’s happening in France and Germany? -in an article by Gavin Stamp in the new London Review of Books. Near Arras, where there are already French, German, Canadian and British cemeteries, an international memorial … Continue reading
poppies
One Sunday afternoon, two or three weeks ago, Sheila and I went for a little trip into the City. We took the train from Stoke Newington to Liverpool Street and then got on the first bus in Bishopsgate to go … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, history, politics, in the City
Tagged poppies, Stoke Newington, Tower of London
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