1st July 2021 It's very hard, sometimes, to remember that my furry friends are wild and no matter what I read into their cute facial expressions, they do not share human emotion. Last night I captured a sequence of photographs that amused me but really, you can write your own story. Is it sibling affection? … Continue reading Poor little Petal
1514/30th June 2021 It wasn't what I would call a violent storm yesterday, but it was definitely moist. Very refreshing! I love a good rain storm. You know that saying about the lunatics taking over the asylum? We often used to say that in the office, back when I was a working woman, a hundred … Continue reading Who’s in charge?
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?
17th April 2021 Poor Mr Titmouse. What a shock for him when he came for his evening meal last night. He looked down, hoping he's imagined it, then looked up again. There it was. Sitting right in the bird feeder. Little Red. The feeders are widely spaced, between the poles that support the porch roof, … Continue reading Bandits!
Tibetan prayer flags. They are cheerful and I use them as a bird "blind". It's wonderful to look outside and see wildlife. Sometimes, though, they are familiar. Oh, it's OK We don't begrudge you a drink. Just don't chase my friends! The grey cat has been seen a couple of times, so must be "local". … Continue reading Loving wildlife
It was March 24th when the trail-cam first picked up the image of a squirrel that looked decidedly wonky. The very next day, I saw the same strange movement go past the window as I was riding the exercise bike. Enter Gimpy. I should know better than to let these creatures into my heart. Our … Continue reading The lame and the lost
Social distancing being observed It looked as though even the birds were observing the rules today, on their chow line. At least they got the message from our Governor, Mr Cuomo, even if him in the White House didn't. It's so embarrassing having him for a president. Fortunately, I have entertainment to distract me... Grant … Continue reading Obeying the rules…or not…
Our bright morning, yesterday, turned into a rainy afternoon, then as it was growing dusk, I was drawn outside by the light, and by the wild and wonderful sky. I never grow tired of it. Nor the sound of night creatures singing their tunes. Frogs and cicadas, I suppose. The night before, we brought in … Continue reading Wild things
Winter is back. Not the pretty, snowy kind, but the blustery, get into the cracks, raw, miserable, wet kind they always had when I was in England. In those days it was the only kind and Summer wasn't a lot different. Before climate change disrupted everybody's weather. I've even got the sore throat that always … Continue reading Red?