Happy Friday

0602/8th May 2026 Failing to check for wildlife, I went charging out to get the above photograph and scared off a fox that was tucking into the peanuts I'd put out earlier. So, when Grant went out I made him take a special offering to be delivered by the old wall where we believe their … Continue reading Happy Friday →

Not likely

0645/10th April 2024 In an ideal world, I would have residences in both hemispheres which would allow me to enjoy permanent Winter framed with brief periods of Fall and Spring. . But then there would be all that travelling and a house sitting empty for 6 months, or occupied by someone else, which is often … Continue reading Not likely →

Returns

2012/4th August 2023 One could only conclude from the evidence, that the weather Gods were in a very bad mood yesterday. . When, after 24 hours of grumbles the rain stopped, thick mist came to replace it. But at least it was quiet and Dee Dee could come out of hiding. . "Thunder?" "It sounds … Continue reading Returns →

Progress…

Penny, reading the message See how long the grass is? We need to get it cut. The grass man was in touch, so he's waiting for our call. Only problem is: We've still got excavations. We still have the Internet cable lying across the grass. What a three ring circus. Having established, more or less, … Continue reading Progress… →

Fur and feathers

0659/13th April 2021 This morning's sky was not what you could call inspiring and after breakfast, there was no visible sign of improvement. It was positively gloomy. Although, there was the sun, trying to peek through A solid bank of low, dark cloud. But is was drifting... And what do you know....it was drifting away. … Continue reading Fur and feathers →

Things in the mist

This morning, after a thundery night, the Sun struggled to pierce the mist, which indicated another hot, humid day ahead. Definitely not my time of year. Gasp. But I liked the images of the Goldfinch in the wet leaves, and we had another young visitor: The first ever sighting of a baby Towhee, learning to … Continue reading Things in the mist →

Midsummer

Grant says the mystery crop on the far hill is corn. If someone hadn't pointed it out, I would have completely overlooked the fact that mid-Summer is upon us. Meaning that this very strange year is almost half over! But maybe it's not just all the weirdness of this year that has me confused. Our … Continue reading Midsummer →