Tuesday 4th September 2001, West Yorkshire
I HARVEST a few small onions from amongst the nettles and Nipplewort that have grown up amongst them on the bed. Despite my shortcomings as a gardener we now have stacks of Tomatoes ripening and some marrow-sized Courgettes. The smaller courgettes have been damaged, probably by frost, and they are now dying back.
It's harvest time on the farms around the village. Bales of straw are dotted about the fields.
A Caddis Fly rests near a corner of our bedroom ceiling. The young stage lives in the local stream, which is unusual in the context of this stretch of the Calder Valley for the variety of aquatic life that it supports.
This day last year