Train of Thought
Wild West Yorkshire nature diary, Monday 22nd February 1999
A closer look at the golden tipped moss, I still haven't tracked down the species (you know where to e-mail the answer). This piece is from an old leylandii stump in the back garden.
As I lay it on the paper, a springtail emerges, a primitive insect the size of a small comma on a printed page. Just as its name suggests, it can store energy in its tail, then trigger the mechanism to spring 2 or 3 centimetres in the air.
We walk alongside Healey Mills marshalling yards and back along the canal towpath. I remember when the river was diverted in the early 1960s to extend the yards. Two hundred years earlier the Rev. John Mulso was complaining about a previous river diversion, one caused not by railway expansion but by the development of the Calder and Hebble Navigation. From his Parsonage at Thornhill overlooking the valley, he wrote to his friend, Gilbert White of Selbourne, on February 5th 1762;
'but come, before that happens to me which will be as the Falling of your Hanger (White's favourite beech wood) would be to your Selbourne, & more irremediable: The Calder is discover'd thro' two or three openings fm my Garden; the new Navigation will carry it's Stream an unseen way, as soon as the Passage of it. I need say no more, I see You pity me. I who had been used to ye Majestick Thames, & had consoled Myself with ye Miniature Representation.'
The Calder and Hebble Navigation was constructed in stages in 1758, 1764, 1770 and 1779. The engineer in 1764 was James Brindley, 1716-1772, the man who constructed the Eddystone lighthouse, the Irwell aqueduct, and more than 360 miles of canal in England.
The Manchester and Leeds Railway of had an equally famous engineer; George Stephenson, 1781-1848.
A surrealist touch in this goods yard; four battered coaches from Network South East. The life of those commuters in the metropolis seem a world away from this Yorkshire valley.
The Almond that I saw on Saturday appears on closer inspection to be some sort of flowering cherry, a Prunus. It had a pink flush when I saw it in bud, but now it has opened out to become classically simple Japanese cherry blosssom.
At 6.40 p.m. David rings from Grange, Cumbria; have I seen the lights in the western sky, Jupiter and Venus close to the horizon. They are so prominent that they get a mention on the local television news. David tells me that there are plenty of frogs in his pond, ahh! - the balmy joys of a Morecambe Bay winter.
Richard Bell,
wildlife illustrator
E-mail;'richard@daelnet.co.uk'
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