Living dangerously
At the point when the Wool Carder spotted the red spider mite and turned to look at it, he lifted the spikes at the end of his abdomen in a way I’d have interpreted as threatening if I’d been the … Continued
At the point when the Wool Carder spotted the red spider mite and turned to look at it, he lifted the spikes at the end of his abdomen in a way I’d have interpreted as threatening if I’d been the … Continued
R and I spent most of the day consolidating our Christmas preparations – checking lists, wrapping gifts, and so on. The weather was dreary, and I was so tired that I doubt I’d have wanted to go out in any … Continued
I had so many things to do at home today that I didn’t know which to tackle first – a problem I solved by not tackling any of them, and going to the owl field instead. The owls largely kept … Continued
Who are you calling old?? said the owl. I hastily explained that I’d actually been talking about the small but select group of owlers who were gathered at the wall junction this afternoon. And also, I was referring to the fact … Continued
Owling days are here again. As the light was lovely this morning I went up to the owl field as soon as I could get away, and arrived – very hopeful – just a little after noon. Then I got … Continued