On 30th March, struggling with my bad back, I walked a short distance along the River Ancholme at Brigg. Again blackthorn was well in flower, with its beautifully intricate white flowers with orange/red stamens, and butterbur was well out on the bank side. I like the fact that one of the reasons this plant was given its name was for its very large leaves that continue to grow after the flowers have died and in days gone by used to be used to wrap butter to keep it cool. I delighted in the close observation of the micro-landscape of a silver birch trunk and even enjoyed the challenge of trying to sketch it.
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