I am really making an effort to try to take photos every day at the moment, even if it’s just photos of my commute through the condensation-coated bus windows.
Luckily for me, I’m working in south Bristol, and, like I wrote last week, am using the opportunity to explore the Malago, when the weather’s up to it. I’d had a slip-and-slide through the mud in the little copse of woods around the Malago in the Withywood housing estate, with green shoots of bulbs and spring plants to come.
Photos here – if you mouse over or click on the first photo, it should take you to the slideshow, or at least the flickr album.
Continue reading “More Malago – Withywood, Manor Woods Valley and Hartcliffe Way”
I’m temping at the moment, which I do from time to time, and always try to use it as an opportunity to explore, especially places I don’t usually go. Of course, it’s hard to do that in January, when it’s murky in the mornings, usually dark when I’m walking home, and it’s been raining almost every lunch time. But I have had the opportunity to look for the River Malago, and that’s been fantastic.
I’ve walked along the Bedminster parts of the Malago so many times, and back in October, I walked the stretch through Manor Valley Woods for the first time, and I’ve always wanted to look for the source of the river in the Dundry hills, so I’m really happy to be looking for the river in different places. I have some January Malago photos – not great pictures, but ones infused with memories for me.
This is the place that the Malago leaves the woods on the Dundry, and enters the city:
Continue reading “Looking for the Malago (January explorations)”
I’ve got various collections of photos from walks I took this autumn, and never got around to blogging – exploring the Malago, and the Avon at St Anne’s and the Greenway. Full photosets under title links, and if you mouse over the top photo, it should turn into a slideshow.
The Malago in Manor Woods Valley, October
I’ve walked along the Bedminster sections of the Malago, down through the parks, but for some reason I’ve never gone past Parson Street before. This was a babywalk with Cee and her son, and Vik, and I loved getting to see this area I’ve looked at on maps, and passed in the car. And it’s beautiful!
We walked through the parks from St John’s Lane, then down Hartcliffe Way, and then the sidestreets. We’d passed the river as a little stream, overgrown with plants, a treecreeper on a tree as we turned into the park.
Continue reading “Autumn walks”