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
1909/9th July 2021 Having attended to the bird feeders and water bowls before breakfast, I ruled that the garden would be out of bounds for the rest of the day. Yesterday in the short time I spent outside, I managed to wrench my left shoulder. Possibly pulling the invasive vine off the invasive honeysuckle.... Overnight … Continue reading “Not” a garden day
Canada Geese family 1st June 2021 An early phone call roused me this morning and I was asked what plans I had for the day. Plans? Unless there is a medical appointment, I don't make plans. I just wait to see what happens. This morning, however, something prompted me to get out my macro lens … Continue reading Tiny things
1803/22nd April 2021 In late afternoon, the sun made a feeble showing, weakly illuminating spots on the facing hill. Even then, snowflakes drifted down. There may well have been a "snowbow" out there, but I decided it was too cold to go and look. Why is it cold weather in Spring is more bothersome than … Continue reading Weed management
1815/28th March 2021 At times, over the past few days, the world seemed really to have turned black and white. Clouds rolled over us like thick wedges of cotton wool. Yet....some colour is returning: Only naked stalks, but you can see life re-awakening. With the snow gone, I saw how the deer had kept themselves … Continue reading Blue clouds
Bird's foot trefoil A few days ago Lawn Man turned up suddenly and went whizzing around. I was quite pleased he hadn't come the week before as scheduled, because with the extended dry weather, my so-called lawn had mostly curled up and died. I had been wondering if Lawn Man would come anyway offering the … Continue reading Decimation!
"That's a nice shade of red", I thought this morning, as I looked down the driveway, "but I have a feeling it's not meant to be there." It wasn't. Weeds. Dense weeds. But on the way to deal with them, I got side-tracked by other weeds, inluding several that were, oh my goodness, turning into … Continue reading For the birds