horsey hair-do
Port Meadow in flood
Port Meadow flood
bridge to nowhere
risking his life to keep fit
flooding at Fiddler's Island
young boy playing with death
dicing with death
sunset on the flooded land
water over the bridge
the sharp end
old college barge at Medley
puddles on the Thames Path
fishing at Port Meadow
trees in the water
Thames Path (ha ha)
treacherous water
whirlpools in the swollen river
bridge in the maelstrom
Tornado north of Oxford
bridge at Medley
Fiddler's Island path
wild mustard by the river
pink may bush
pink hawthorn blossom
mayflower
may on the riverside
buttercup pasture
Aristotle Lane in spring
daisy field
wild broom
berries in the making
oak leaves in spring
bridge to the meadow
bridge to Burgess Field
patterns in the landscape
still green stream
pony in buttercups
pony in the meadow
straight from the horse's nose
train approaching Oxford
ash tree?
golden broom
yellow broom against the sky
bull in a puddle
black-headed gull
Perch Inn, Binsey
the sound of geese
Port Meadow River Trip
willowherb by the Thames
Bacchanalia
Sunday afternoon sailing
these things happen
Medley Marina
a stroll on Fiddler's Island
who has seen the wind?
"a bird should not try to surpass itself and fly i…
"heaven and water go their opposite ways"
"that which is bright rises twice"
the river at dawn
lone runner in the dawn
early morning rosehips
wild rose hips
Thames in flood at Port Meadow
footpath to Aristotle Lane
still a small patch of grass left
river path at Fiddler's Island
November rosehips
November tree against the sky
November walk in Burgess Field
November walk in the meadow
Perch pub sign
November sunshine at the Perch
autumn berries
autumn riverside
sundown by the river
golden evening along the Thames
like a tunnel through the trees
October hips
a walk in October
thistle flowers
subtle shades of autumn
October hawthorn
swan pair
swans in the water meadow
a medley of sails
Medley yachts
white sail in the sunlight
red sails in the evening
blue reflection
sail boat at Port Meadow
water meadow
one man in a boat
blue water at Port Meadow
wild clouds at sunset
one, two, three yachts
high tide at Fiddler's Island
Virgin balloon over Port Meadow
at the end of the day
evening buttercup
in love with buttercups
Medley Sailing Club
Medley marina
Thames Path towards Oxford
hawthorn tree
lying down by the river...
medley of light
evening sail
Mrs Duck
one, two, three geese
sailing on the river
ponies in the water meadow
one, two, three... rump steak
a medley of sail boats
Port Meadow ponies
whaling song
dancing in the street
Virgin balloon
Oxford balloon
Phil and Jim from the meadow
egret in the water meadow
springtime at Port Meadow
yellow buttercup meadow
mustard flowers
wild laburnam flowers
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The frosty hip is here once more
And ice has touched my lip,
It ought to be against the law
For freezing up my zip.
reply:
I waken early from my kip
When frosty Jack gets in my hip.
Three duvets piled up in a tip
Do not keep out his icy nip.
Isisbridge club has replied to RabbitroundtheworldAs you circumvent the world without a shred of fear.
Your brave and bold adventures... Even meeting parrots...
I wish you Happy Hogmanay and a new year full of carrots!
It's really a beautiful photo.
I wish you a Merry Christmas, hoping that everything is well with you!
Isisbridge club has replied to SkipperWhose Christmas will be a bit hotter.
No white one for you
On the deep ocean blue,
But good wishes we send you a lotta.
Merry Christmas, Skipper!
His frosty fingers beckon;
'And I'll send chills right down your back,'
It's just a joke I reckon.
Isisbridge club has replied to StudleyWith his fingers so provoking.
He'll put the nip
On that icy zip,
And the fire will need some stoking.
Merry Christmas to Johnnie Essex and all his friends!
Who greets the yuletide with a wuff.
He always seems so full of beans
As he leaps and bounds o'er Studley scenes.
Merry Christmas Fluff, and may your new year be full of happy walks!
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