And after April, when May follows,
And the whitethroat sings, and all the swallows…..
Friday, 4 July 2014
wake up call
Wednesday, 9 October 2013
egret triolet
Serene above the Severn mud
That smirches us, but can't assail
So white a bird; the egret sails.
Our boots sink in; we flounder, flail.
We'd rise and follow, if we could,
So white a bird. The egret sails
Serene above the Severn mud.
Saturday, 31 March 2012
The Secret Blackbird
"Suddenly, every summer, there's an uncanny silence throughout the land, and I'm asked, where are the birds? Has my robin deserted me? Is it the global warming? Is the country going to the dogs? Have the blackbirds left the sinking ship?
This book explains what's going on; why our birds disappear in the summer, what they are up to, why they aren't singing, and when they will come back"
Monday, 20 September 2010
The Case Of The Curious Crow
The new book is back from the printers, and very nice it looks too!
It's the second book of true bird stories from Geraldine Taylor, illustrated by me. Our previous one was The Coffee Thrush, published last year. It proved very popular, and we have high hopes for this one too. Plenty of good, closely-observed stories. And I'm very happy with my pictures too.
The Case Of The Curious Crow, originally uploaded by Dru Marland.
If you would like a copy, then you can order one for £5 (P&P included) from
Geraldine Taylor
Eyeon Books
28 Berkeley Rd
Bristol
BS6 7PJ
tel. 0117 9732787
e-mail eyeon.books@virgin.net
...and I've listed the book on ebay, which is handy if you have a PayPal account.
...or you will be able to get it on the Bristol Books and Publishers website (click on the link to the right of my blog page there, or follow this link here and hunt around a bit; it's not yet been listed there, but when it does I'll edit out this sentence...)
Monday, 24 May 2010
le weekend
With the weather being so lovely and hot this past weekend, what better way to spend it than enjoying the English countryside, as we were doing here at Warleigh Weir?
Apparently, hanging about in Bristol.
Me: I want to go adventuring. Shall we go backpacking, cycling or canoeing?
Katie (sighing deeply): I want to hang out with my friends...
So that was that.
I noticed that my photo of Warleigh Weir, taken a few years ago and uploaded to my Flickr page, was looked at 8 times on Saturday and 18 times on Sunday, by people who had found it by Googling Warleigh Weir. So I could console myself with the thought that it would be horrid busy there, so it was just as well that we hadn't gone there at least.
Two pictures for a Geraldine story, The Goldfinch's Apprentice. I didn't think the first one was lively enough, so I did the second one.
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
confessions of a pedalling book pedlar
First stop was a Small Independent Bookshop. They'd got in touch with Geraldine last week saying that they urgently needed six more copies of the book, so her husband Keith had dropped some in from their collection. So all I needed to do was drop in an invoice and pick up the cheque for the previous invoice which... hadn't yet been paid...
The proprietor was there chatting with the person on the counter, as I arrived on my bike. But by the time I'd locked the bike and gone in, she was no longer there.
"I'm just dropping off this invoice for the books that you received," I said; "and there is still this outstanding invoice from the previous books..."
"I'll just go and see..." says the nice young man.
I wait.
"She's just about to go out for lunch with her daughter," he said; "It's A Level results day..."
I agree to come back on Monday.
On Monday she is about to go out to lunch with her mother.
I leave my mobile number.
It doesn't get used.
Catherine had said good things about a local card shop which had taken some copies of the book last year. So I went there too. It is in a pretty affluent suburb, where the 4x4s and people-carriers roam free, and it sells expensive trinkets and posh chocolate to the sort of people who like to give expensive trinkets and posh chocolate to other people to mark important waypoints through life. It is the sort of shop I have walked or cycled past for years, without really noticing it or wanting to go in.
I explain my mission to a rather worn-looking woman on the counter. She presses a bell on the wall, and a large woman appears, advancing in a little cloud of huffiness and puffiness.
"Do you have a seller's appointment?" she asks.
I admit that I do not.
I am far too busy to see you today," she says. "You may leave samples if you wish."
She huffs and puffs back through her door.
I decide that I do not wish.
Wednesday, 18 March 2009
the Bristol Downs: geology and history
The
The Bristol Downs are part of a limestone ridge which extends north-eastwards from Clevedon. It was formed by sedimentation and deposition when a tropical sea spread over the area during the early Carboniferous period, 354 million years ago. Fossils of marine creatures can be seen where the rock is exposed. During the Hercynian period (about 290 million years ago), when the ancient continents of Laurasia and Gondwana collided, this rock was folded and pushed up into mountains. It was then eroded, deposited upon, uplifted and again eroded until the present surface was once more exposed.
The Gorge was created during the Ice Ages which have come and gone over the last two million years. The
Tree felling began as long as 4000 years ago, and there are field systems evident between Ladies Mile and the Zoo Banks. During the Iron Age, the Dobunni tribe built a hill fort on Observatory Hill, which, together with the two forts on the Leigh Woods side of the Gorge, dominated the river. The Romans in turn built villas in the area, and the road which they built, linking
The
More of a threat to the
What was most stupendous to me, was the rock of St Vincent, a little distance from the Towne, the precipice whereof is equal to any thing of that nature I have seene in the most confragose cataracts of the Alpes: The river gliding between them after an extraordinary depth: Here we went searching for Diamonds, & to the hot Well at its foote….
Plans were enacted for the ‘beautification’ of the
Thursday, 27 November 2008
The Bristol Downs: another book event
So. On Tuesday 2nd December, we're doing a little show at Bristol Zoo, which will include Geraldine giving a talk, and me doing a Powerpoint thing about illustration. And there will be mince pies, apparently. And I shall be taking along my big bottle of Damson vodka, too. What's not to like?