Life with cats, and other things…
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
This reminds me a little of a snow flake, or frost on a window. I look forward to it, even though Summer is so full of colour and creatures. I have been reminded lately of another summer inconvenience: cats shed like mad. Everywhere I look, these days, I find bits of Lucy. That's Lucy and … Continue reading Nutty times in Cambridge
At least today it's not 100F degrees, like it is in Siberia, where the average June high is 68F. Verkhoyansk, Siberia is the place with the coldest ever recorded temperature of -90F in 1892. Needless to say, such high temperatures are hugely problematic, forest fires, melting ice cap and all sorts. Everyone has problems these … Continue reading It’s Hot…
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
It was in August, last year, that I was drawn to watching a crow performance in the driveway. It seems so much longer ago than that, but then time feels so distorted lately. Maybe the August "crow show" is staged by offspring of the May performance. Grant thought there was a little courtship being staged … Continue reading Courting crows
After days of harsh, cold winds, this morning dawned so still. I rose a bit earlier than usual and caught the light that filled our field, casting shadows toward us. Early buds, barely visible yet, were highlighted against the opposite hill. I found it very appealing. April 23rd, is the day widely claimed to be … Continue reading Shakespeare’s birthday
Having managed to rise at a decent hour, unlike yesterday, I flung back the curtains only to discover: OMG more snow! Not a complaint. I love the sight of snow, it was just a slight surprise. Like when I was at Yellowstone with my dad and my brother in June, 2002 and it snowed. I … Continue reading One last gasp?
Boy cardinal is a little out-numbered One of those days Was followed by: A moody sky that brought unexpected snow Poor squirrel left his 'brolly at home, so had to use his tail instead and a day later : The flicker got to referee the starlings and the blue-jays. Poor flicker is a solitary chap … Continue reading My friend Flicker et al
