Life with cats, and other things…
2016/3rd August 2021 Do you think my life would make a good sitcom? Last night I glanced out the window, saw the sky and went running out the front door, only to notice a doe with her fawn not 20 feet away. "Oh, sorry!" I said, like the Englishwoman I am, turned around and rushed … Continue reading Wot I worry about
0743/11th July 2021 There is a name for this , but I can't find it because I don't know how to describe it to Google. Refraction of light. My aviation friends would know what it's called, but I don't have one on speed dial. How I wish I'd paid more attention to little things much … Continue reading Lowering my horizon
1300/28th June 2021 Is it my imagination, or are things flourishing this year? We seem to have so many more birds at the feeders, so many young animals running about. And the plants (that have not been chewed by groundhogs) seem to be having growth spurts. Or maybe it's just that last year nothing seemed … Continue reading Bumper year?
3rd May, 2021 Thrashers at the watering hole yesterday afternoon. As far as I know, their lives are no harder than any other bird's. Except that I can never bring their name to mind when I see one, so they get called "Flashers" or "Dashers" or even "Road Runner", an entirely different bird. Lovely to … Continue reading It’s a hard life
1534/29th April 2021 Somebody's been taking lessons. Little Red's technique has been adapted to a much larger body. Grey squirrel used to reach the top of the porch post and find himself challenged by gravity, sliding back down. Little Red is so tiny, he doesn't have that problem. He gets to the top and launches … Continue reading Who runs this show?
Tuesday 5th January Monday's snowfall was a mere flurry by comparison to last month's storm that buried these plants and crept up the window. Just the right amount to be really pretty and not a pain. Although our "snowman" who apparently is a one-man operation, did not seem at all pleased! Grant may find himself … Continue reading Snow cats
Dawn, 30th December Dark clouds moved in early, yesterday. Dissipating the loveliness of dawn and bringing sleet and freezing rain late last night. . It was as if that cloud swallowed up the sun. Leaving us with a grey old day. Not such a pretty picture for New Year's Eve. A bump of snow remains … Continue reading Bye bye 2020
This sky was something of a surprise this morning. I didn't expect to see crisscrossed contrails again any time soon. Is this progress? Who knows. There is a definite sense of "every man for himself". So, I plan to be careful and see what develops. Not much else I can do. ************ You know those … Continue reading Aviators
I'm writing a story, Word by word, But I haven't a plan, So it's rather absurd. Rupert's wee story I'll tell with a caution. It may become gory And cause some aversion.... ... Two little finches, side by side ... One is a boy bird, and one is his bride. ... Mister Grosbeak's chest in … Continue reading Without a plan…
Just before I retired last night, I saw a newsflash. Mostly, these days I don't pay attention to those things, because I can't believe a single thing I hear or read anymore from the media. I'm sure some still try to relay the truth, but who knows if they are even able to unravel it. … Continue reading Oh snow!
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