Strange
In today’s edition of Herons Behaving Weirdly, we meet one of the Stratford-upon-Avon birds, which decided today to climb up onto an abandoned coot nest, several feet above the river, from where it had a good view of the fish … Continued
It’s unusual for me to be photographing Migrant Hawkers and incoming tufted ducks in Stratford on the same day, but that’s what happened this morning: a small, mobile, and twitchy flock of nine tufties was exploring the area between the … Continued
R and I went to Stratford this afternoon, to meet up with our…. in-laws? ….. out-laws?….. I don’t know if there’s an accepted noun that covers our relationship, but co-grandparents is probably the neatest term I can come up with. … Continued
Lucky for me that is – I’m not so sure about the duck. I went to Stratford this morning to have my eyes tested, and because it turned out that I needed exactly none of the rush hour time cushion … Continued
I had a busy day today, encompassing a supermarket dash, a walk in Stratford, some domestic engineering, a little cooking, and a present-wrapping session with R. I’m quite tired now, but hopeful that the fact I was able to get … Continued
Today’s Stratford-upon-Avon tufted duck count: 4. Which isn’t as high as I’d like, but double the number there were a couple of days ago. The Thursday boys are continuing their bromance, sticking close together and clearly acting as each other’s … Continued
And… breathe. When R and I went off to Stratford this afternoon to take a walk along the river, and then sit in the sun in the Bancroft Gardens, drinking coffee and eating cake, the US Presidential election Electoral College … Continued