10th May from the West Cliff Green, Bournemouth

The rain patters down and then turns into a teeming downpour. The ragged clouds scoot across the sky and we go from deluge to sunshine and back in a matter of minutes. Wild carrot is beginning to grow tall and the short grass is covered with seed heads. Although we frown at the invasive plants like the rhododendrons, their blowzy purple flowers are beginning to burst and soon the West Cliff will be ablaze with colour. Two elderly ladies are going to sit and chat whatever the weather brings.

From 10th May 2022

The sky is mostly blue and the sun is warm. But there is a blustery gusty wind that whips the sand along the promenade and piles up the silver green water of the bay into choppy waves. The leafy branches of the trees are whipped backwards and forwards and the long grasss bends before a mightier power. A crow glides in low across the cliff top spreading its wings so that the feathers look like black fingers gripping onto the air. Sun bathers stretch out where ever there is shelter. Blackbirds sing from tree tops and are joined by a summer visitor that looks as though it might be a white throat. #westcliffgreen #Bournemouth #spring #may

From 10th May 2021

The wind has not given up on us yet although it has swung round to a warmer South Westerly. It still bullies and buffets the long grasses which ripple before it in silver waves. It seizes the pigeons as they take off and bundles them off down the cliff face barely in control. The sea is broken, dark grey and pounding at the sand. The gulls are far out on the bay this morning keeping well out of trouble. The sun emerges from the grey clouds from time to time to provide a little watery warmth. But it is soon gone again.

From 10th May 2014

the sound of rain on the skylight is one of the most comforting and reassuring there is.