Playing
That is, I was playing. The squirrel was busily engaged in the serious business of finding food – here I think it has a partly-eaten maple seed in its mouth. I was wandering along the south side of the River … Continued
The squirrels around here are getting a mite overconfident, I think. I’m used to them wandering around within feet of the house, eating all the peanuts I put out for the birds, and reacting with irritation when I walk towards … Continued
I wasn’t expecting this when I swathed myself in multiple layers, wrapped a scarf three times round my head, and tottered unsteadily out into the garden to look for victims subjects. I was pursuing a woundwort shieldbug, which was a … Continued
R and went to Croome this afternoon. The flooding that stopped us walking there with the family on Boxing Day has now gone, but it was still pretty damp and squelchy underfoot. It was also pretty cold, but a brisk … Continued
It was a cold but bright morning, so R and I shaped ourselves, breakfasted quickly, and then went off to Croome for a walk. There’s a beautiful old plane tree close to the point at which the shrubbery walk reaches … Continued
“I wouldn’t want him climbing up my leg, that’s for sure.” (RLO) A pair of squirrels in the back garden gave me a couple of minutes of amusement and pleasure this morning, while I was in the kitchen making tea. … Continued
It was so balmy at lunch time that a neighbour, who walked past while I was out in the garden looking for macro subjects, commented that it felt like spring. Which it did, but all the while I was relishing … Continued