#onthisday Queen Elizabeth I was born at around 3pm, daughter of Anne Boleyn and Henry VIII. 7th September 1533 at Greenwich Palace. Here painted when about 13 years old. One of many impressive portraits.

Dropped into Presteigne last week, just over the border into Powys. I had not been there for years, and I had forgotten its charm and the range of lovely buildings. Must go back soon ...

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. The heavy rain has gone and all is set fair. Squirrels racing through the oak tree and a fly past of our local pair of buzzards.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Sunrise over the orchards. Promises a fair day.

If you are round and about on 18th September in Pembridge, the lovely black and white village in Herefordshire. Come and join me and the notable medieval women who lived and made their mark in the Welsh Marches.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Heavy clouds and rain but there is hope for later. The parched pastures are becoming green again.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Colchicum beginning to emerge in the shrubbery. Always a surprise!! 😊💕

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Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Grey. And damp.

Celebrating the first day of September with the September page from the Book of Hours, the Tres Riches Heures du Duc de Berry. Harvesting the grapes against the magnificent backdrop of the Chateau de Saumur

On this day 31st August 1422 King Henry V died age 35 of dysentery at Vincennes while on campaign. Famous for the Battle of Agincourt, his body was brought back to England and he was buried in Westminster Abbey He was followed as King by his infant son Henry VI whom he never met.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Anemones still putting on a good show in spite of the rain.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. A bright start but the clouds are gathering over in the west.

A lovely summer image on this wet day. Picking apricots from Tacuinum Sanitatis.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Today it rains but the rose hips in the rough garden are shining.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Sunrise after all the rain. An owl calling in the distance.

From the archives on a sunny day, on the border between Herefordshire and Shropshire. RIchard's Castle, a very early construction by Richard Fitz Scrob before the Norman Conquest, looking over towards the east. Not much left of it but a superb defensive position.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Many weeks since we saw this. Heavy rain with thunder and lightning. Where has the summer gone? 😊☔️☔️⛈️

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. We may have rain, but not yet.

St Thomas de Cantilupe died 25th August 1282. Lord Chancellor of England and Bishop of Hereford he was excommunicated after his dispute with the Archbishop of Canterbury. After death he became famous for miracle healings. 71 miracles were recorded in April 1287. His tomb in Hereford Cathedral

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. The cyclamen are now beginning to take over the shrubbery.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Dawn over the cider apple orchard. Yesterday a constant stream of swallows passing through heading south.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Dropped into Hereford yesterday for a litte light retail therapy. Very busy wih tourists and organised groups but Sir Edward Elgar remained in his usual tranquil spot overlooking the cathedral.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Still looking dry in spite of the rain. Next week should put that right! Today enjoying the return of the sun.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. After the rain. Strangely cool so a morning for a sweater.

At last!

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Rain? None so far. Perhaps today.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Today we may have rain …

Some medieval female multi-tasking. From the Luttrell Psalter. A woman feeding her chickens with her distaff securely clutched under her arm. Interestingly she is not wearing any shoes.

Good morning from the Welsh Marches. Spent Saturday morning a few miles up the March in Ludlow, always a pleasure and very busy with the market and a throng of tourists. Looking out into the town through the doorway of Ludlow castle, just a many past Mortimers and Plantagenets must have done.