Poor birdy

!0th July 2021 "Oh, it's all right!" he cried, "I'm quite alive. Just dust bathing!" This was the baby thrasher in the driveway, on the last day there was actually dust rather than mud! Dust and weeds, as you can well see. But pulling them up is a pointless waste of time. Not that I … Continue reading Poor birdy →

New life

0506/13th June, 2021 Lately it's been the lifting of dark that has woken me. And the chattering birds calling for their feeders to be hung. 5 am is early enough, but this morning... It was 4 am, and it certainly wasn't daylight or cheerful birds calling out. Not even the cats get the blame this … Continue reading New life →