Well….just look at what came in the post for me…..many thanks Sam, that’s my veggies taken care of for next year!
And these ten palms I ordered arrived the same day. I think the hot weather has gone to my head and I now think I’m living in a tropical country. Still….they can survive -6 in the winter so hopefully they’ll do well….and not grow too tall!!!
I’ve also dug out a trench behind the palms, the first of three where I intend on planting lavender hedges for the bees and butterflies. I’ve ordered twenty plants for the first one, but thanks to Nikki, I’ve now taken forty cuttings that will hopefully fill the other two.
Now, yesterday I turned up at the rescue, only to have a box thrust at me with a plea of, “Would you mind going back home and releasing this little chap in your pond?” As I took the box the frog immediately escaped and I spent the next forty minutes being given the hoparound! Finally I got the frog back into it’s box and released it at home. I returned to the rescue only to find a chap waiting with another box. As I took that, a zebra finch….my second in a few weeks, flew out. I spent another half hour trying to re-capture that, and let me tell you, our rescue is not cut out for such trials, being so cluttered and all.
Just as I finished sorting a cage for the zebra finch I heard the most awful ruckus coming from the farm.
Pigs were oinking angrily, sheep were bleating, geese were honking and people were yelling and hollering.
Normally the farm is harmony personified, well, apart from the endless rooster battles. So I raced to the farm at top speed, only to witness the day that Missy came to town! This is Missy.
Missy is a micro pig who came in a few days ago. She’s been kept separate from the other farm animals while she adjusts to her new environment. All I can say is, she sure has personality and attitude. Anyway, somehow, Missy had escaped and was now galloping at speed up and down the farm. Large pigs were fleeing and sheep were dancing out of the way. Feathers were flying as angry geese, ducks and chickens leapt into the air…but Missy was oblivious, all she wanted to do was run like the wind. I don’t think she’s ever felt grass beneath her before and she was having the time of her life! More and more staff arrived to try and catch her, some even got knocked down by panicky sheep and pigs but EVENTUALLY Missy was caught and returned to her quarters, and peace was restored. It was now almost lunchtime and I hadn’t done a tap, but was completely exhausted!
Just as that fiasco ended another chap brought this little duckling in. The yellow ducklings become white ducks.
Now the problem we have at the rescue is space. We only have one water bird aviary and there are so many animals queuing up to go in it. All water birds have to be completely waterproof before they are released.
Like this batch of ducklings who will spend their last few weeks in the water aviary. I’ve lost track of how many batches we’ve released now.
At the moment, these herring gull chicks are in the water aviary. That in itself is SUCH a relief as these have all been in cages which are horrendously difficult to muck out. The only way to do it is to don thick gloves, clean up with one hand and let them attack the other hand. It really scares passers by when they see these huge birds hanging off our hands by their sharp beaks and hammering us with their wings! Yet once they go into the water aviary, they are as good as gold and don’t bat an eyelash when we go in! This lot have just moved in here as we’ve just released the last eight who were there. It’s so funny watching them practice their take off and landings, and dunking bits of wood and leaves in the water, as though they were washing sand off fish.
Remember the released jackdaws that came back? Well they still pop in to say hello, to my great joy.
I think they’re humouring us, I still offer them food, but they just nibble it, genteelly. When they were chicks they could wolf twice as much food as this, in one sitting! It does warm the cockles of my heart every time I see them though.
And doesn’t this say it all eh? The jackdaw epitomizes what the rescue’s all about.
And finally……looks like we’ve sold the boat. We took a couple for a sail recently and the woman instantly fell in love with it. She wants to keep it just as it is, as she loved the traditional look of it. I’m heartbroken but at least someone will love it as much as I do. So, they left a deposit and will pay the rest next week….so, seems like this may have been our last sail. Daughter came along to say goodbye too, with a little dog she is house sitting for. Ahhhh….what a ball that little fellow had!