The previous post showed the same view from a bedroom window of the Shropshire, England, home of Anthony J Sargeant. That photograph showed the landscape following a heavy snowfall which saturated the land when it melted. Then there was heavy rain and the River Corve burst its banks flooding across the water meadows as shown in this photograph.
Anthony J Sargeant took this photograph from the bedroom window of his Shropshire home at about 18.00 hr on the 18th March 2018. Although the snow did not last long it was quite heavy and saturated the ground as it melted so that when it rained some days later the river burst its banks.
Photographed by Anthony J Sargeant from the layby on the A453 close to junction 24 of the M1 in Nottinghamshire
So close together these lichen bedecked tombstones weathered and now indecipherable are so close together that Anthony J Sargeant wondered why. Best friends perhaps two hundred years ago now laid side by side in this corner of a quiet Shropshire churchyard their graves carpeted with snowdrops. Photographed on a cold sunny February day in 2018.
Photographed by Anthony J Sargeant from the bedroom window of his Shropshire home at 4.20 pm in the afternoon of the 29th January 2018. The view is to the east with the sun low on the horizon behind the photographer only just catching the edge of the water meadows around the River Corve and the trees on the low escarpment beyond. The almost full moon is visible in the late afternoon sky.
Suddenly the snowdrops have burst into flower along the lanes and byways of Shropshire in England. Great drifts of them cloak every likely bank along the roads although this clump was photographed by Anthony J Sargeant in the garden of his Shropshire home on the 29th January 2018. There is a local story that there was a man who in the 19th Century, or early 20th used to roam the lanes in the area planting bulbs in the hedgerows.
Anthony J Sargeant took this photograph of the sunrise seen from a bedroom window of his Shropshire home at 7.48 hr on the 30th January 2018. Through the delicate winter tracery of the deciduous trees the sun is about to burst forth above the Brown Clee hill in the distance.