The View from the Park
Saturday, 11th September 2004
Thornhill Park, 3.30 p.m.
Amongst the dull greens, one beech is showing yellow ochre/green autumn colour. The trees above our bench are sighing in the breeze and helicopter seeds parachute down from a lime.
There are masses of purple loosestrife in the marshy area.
I like the rural feel of Thornhill Park, and it's hillside situation. We're looking north across the valley towards Ossett which looks leafy from this angle with its large Victorian gardens and belt of trees by a park beyond. In medieval times this part of the parish was the 'South Wood'. It is remembered in street names such as Sowood Avenue.
I've just commented to Barbara that although the conkers (right) are dropping from the horse chestnuts there are no conker collectors in sight when a young girl on a bike hurtles down the slope, followed a minute or two later by her father who is walking along behind her, with a carrier bag stuffed with conkers.
There's a good crop of walnuts on the tree behind the old Rectory. Half a dozen of them, lying at the foot of the tree have been nibbled into, most likely by grey squirrels.
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However, if you want to listen to French speech radio, it's worth indulging
their Napoleonic attitude to surfing.
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