Michael says the manager of the Pizza Express restaurant in Stert Street has just had the vegetation in the adjoining alley cleared up. Michael says It was awful.
Pizza Express reopened the Abingdon branch on August 6th with a physically distanced layout inside, and hand sanitisers.
I walked round Barton Fields, cared for by the Abingdon Naturalists, today – a hot day in the middle of August. There was purple loosestrife growing in colonies round the ditch that runs near the Thames, and in wetland areas at the centre.
Bees and butterflies were attracted to the loosestrife and also the water mint growing on the wetlands. The smell of mint was refreshing on such a hot day.
Apples, and hips, hoars, and various berries are nearing maturity. Apples had fallen in some areas.
Blackberries are being harvested by people and birds.
The lower half of the fields, where bindweed tangles with other plants, is lush and green.
The upper half of the field has turned pale gold.
Despite the heat, runners and cyclists exercised along the cycle path along the top of the meadow.
Today was another day of blue skies and summer heat. Hoover Bags have a prominent position at the Monday Market in Abingdon.
An ambulance had blocked a FedEx Lorry. Life-saving was making commerce wait – like during the lockdown.
This evening was warm and muggy. I went for a walk and became aware of the bright clouds and silhouettes as I passed the railings near Waitrose.
I started taking pictures of silhouettes – including this silhouetted tree without leaves in the Albert Park.
Another tree had an early autumnal look because of the heat.
It led me to my final silhouette down Spring Road by the cemetery.
The sky bloomed orange for some time after that.
Those green eyes out-stare me from between the tombstones.
The churchyard cat is often to be seen in St Helen’s Churchyard among the graves and wandering freely along the pavements and gardens beyond.
It helps itself to rats, and mice, and might honour you with a visit in return for some food.
It does not look to be the sort of cat to curl up on your lap. It is aloof and has cattitude.