In the pouring rain there is bright green and signs of spring everywhere.

Bulging clouds against the blue sky like a full suited clipper on the China trade running before the fresh breeze.

The sun bursts up past the dark trees and distant buildings.

The waters of the bay are whipped up into a mass of white horses where the MV Pelican is riding at anchor

The clouds are thick and poragey and blot out the sun entirely.

The paths are ideally placed for those with mobility issues to see the best of Bournemouth.

One of the regular dog walkers hold his small charge up whilst his girlfriend tries to get him to perform for the camera .

The tall thistles are beginning to bend over in the breeze. Just one remains upright.

There is no one making their way down the zig zag to the beach.

Buttereflies are everywhere on the clifftop and, as well as the gatekeepers, there is a flock of large whites hunting through the brambles.

The moisture collects on blackberry leaves and bracken fronds in trasparent crystals.

Most picnickers have found shelter in the shade of trees and bushes where dogs lie panting.

July is the month for butterflies and that looks like a Gatekeeper hiding in the brambles.

A snappy little wind sends the clouds scurrying across the sky.

Ants are beginning to show where their nests are by the little dusty piles of sand in places where tree roots have burst through the surface of the path.

Despite the fact that the sun is hidden by bumbling clouds, the day is warm enough for joggers to proceed shirtless and sweating.

The pine trees stand out magnificently against the sky.

Thistle heads are bright purple

Keep you eyes and ears open for heavily burdened tree branches. Often it may only be a branch but it is still a massive weight and it can happen without warning and without wind to prompt it.