Now the winds have dropped

The weather here has been pretty grim. Howling winds and heavy rain have taken their toll on the garden. This fabulous clematis is now battered and broken. At least I got to enjoy it in it’s prime. An awful lot of fruitlets have been blown off, but it’s still looking like a good year for the pears, apples, plums and…

Dogs’ holiday

Not scared of little ferries any more dad. Are you going to throw that stick or what? Ah, a lake to myself. A little rock climbing Absolutely nothing beats a good roll Num, num, nummmmmmmmm, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie… Dance like nobody is watching Why are my paws turning brown? Is this a tree? The water’s calling Time for a quick…

The good life

I’m off to the Lakes tomorrow, one of my favourite places….ever! Meanwhile… chimineas have been enjoyed. There have been some lovely balmy evenings of late, so hubs and I have made the most of them by sitting out enjoying a good old blaze, we have a huge supply of broken fence panels, thanks to Doris, ideal for burning.¬† Wildlife awareness…

A silent band, a weekend away, big plans, fruitlets and getting back on the wagon

Recently, hubs and I went to see Bob Dylan at the Echo Arena. It really was an odd experience. There were no big screens, just simple, cosy, intimate lights and throughout the performance, not a single word was spoken by any of them, not one word, at all. They came on, played brilliantly and left! Different, certainly!

Last weekend, Daughter and I decided to play out in York. A wonderful place, shame it’s so expensive though.

Daughter pretending to be a fairy, or maybe a butterfly.

The world could certainly do with this bell being rung.

On the garden front, we finally have some much needed rain and the swifts have returned.

Fruitlets are swelling, and it’s looking like it’s going to be a good year for the cherries….

the plums…

and the pears, along with apples…

and strawberries.

Broad beans are flowering and the greenhouse seedlings are finally thriving, despite the mouse.

I sowed the courgettes for the second time and they are now romping away.

The mouse is still in there though, along with the frog!

This clematis is excelling itself, to think it was chewed to the ground just two years ago. Now it’s running the length of the fence and has even escaped into the old stump in the courtyard.

The montana engulfing the stump in the back garden is now the perfect home for the wrens, blue tits and blackbirds.

This blue columbine has self-seeded in the flags by the patio doors, it’s one of the prettiest flowering right now. I haven’t seen it in the garden before, so I shall certainly save some seed for next year.

I have also made a decision about the lawn/lack of lawn in the back garden. Currently, it’s a dustbath/dog race-track, and clearly, despite my best attempts, grass will never grow there.

As there will always be dogs here I’ve decided to flag the lawn area, while leaving lots of large islands for plants. I hate flagging as I think it contributes¬†to flooding and ruins wildlife habitats, but I really have no choice…, I’m digging out all the rockery and pond plants and am hoping that they all survive. Eventually they will all be re-planted when the pond is reconstructed. It’s going to be a huge job, and messy as the front drive will be replaced at the same time….Oh Lordy! It all begins in July and will take six weeks.

And Finally……

homework last week was caring for four cages of starling chicks. I was a little nervous after my experience with the last chicks, but bit the bullet and got on with it.

I even felt it may be tempting fate taking a picture, so only took this one. Happily, all my charges survived. I even managed to get one feeding itself. Result!!!

Langkawi, a cursed island

  On our first night in Langkawi, we had a close encounter with a large troop of monkeys when they literally crossed our path. At the time, I had no idea what type of monkeys they were. They simply walked on by and disappeared into the forest….as monkeys do! I noted the Einstein hair, orange babies, and eyes that looked…oh……

The end of a charmed run, watching tadpoles, and a greenhouse mouse

This weekend, I was asked to care for a pair of day old moorhen chicks and a very young blackbird chick. All had feeding/serious issues and were proving far too time consuming for our, currently, extremely busy wildlife unit. So began a torturous weekend. The tiny moorhens were utterly wild and ran frantically from my approaching hand, resulting in me…

April? Already?

The kitchen is filled with the scent of lilies, a gift from daughter for mother’s day, along with a splendid, huge, black bamboo. That, I think, shall live in a pot. Please ignore any dust, I have neither the time nor inclination to do housework! Daughter, who is a total sweetheart, took me for a smashing lunch, to a rather…

Two arthritic old birds

We have many exotic and domesticated birds at the rescue, hundreds actually. Most are lifers and fly around in large aviaries. Recently, this little cockateil was found sitting on the floor of her aviary and seemed to be unable to fly, so was brought indoors for a little tlc. This bird is 15 years old and she was diagnosed as…

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