Posts Tagged ‘birds’


February 2, 2009

February, that is. I never could get the hang of January. I really should just schedule myself to be absent for that one month of the year.

So, Scotland being ever a contrary sort of place, has once again waited until well after the holidays to grace us with a considerable snowfall.

My family back home are surely saying, ‘Pfft. You can still see the ground in places.’ Fair enough, but this is serious for us. The South of England has ground to a halt, apparently.

Nyssa, our little polar bear, outside practicing tennis. By herself. It should be noted that she’s only wearing a coat because I insisted.

Two blue garden gnomes? Nay, after several weeks, the Dynorod people finally came back and gutted out the sewage pipes and filled in the hole. This would be why I’m slightly happier to have Nyssa running about in the garden–not so likely now that she’ll infect us all with cholera or something..:P

Robin saying ‘hello’ outside the living room window. Yes, actually I will use any excuse to post gratuitous robin pictures.

We have also had an unusual amount of winter sun, which means occasionally I can get the house to a happy temperature. Mittens enjoys basking weather a great deal.

Truth be told, so do I. There is a direct correlation between how warm I am and how likely I am to get properly dressed. I say doubt my fashion sense is somewhat lacking in that regard.

Thanks to Kosmic, we did make it out of the house last week. We had a sort of ‘swap shop’ with other homeschool kids. By which I mean kids (mums) packed up loads of stuff they wanted to be rid of and brought it along with no intention of taking more stuff back home with them. It worked out mostly well for us–here Joseph is dutifully trying to convince people of the brilliance of his Doctor Who collection. I admit I was a bit sad that he considers his Dr. Who phase to be utterly over. If only Lego snagged the franchise, it might have had a chance with Joseph.. I’m sorry, but there’s no way that Star Wars is *more* cool.

Nyssa being not so dutiful–can you believe she’s actually swapping?

This was me during the swap. The Scout Hall we were in did not have the heating turned on in that part of the building. It wasn’t just me being wimpy. Ask anyone.

What a fabulous lad, doing the sweeping up.

Nyssa was too busy getting to be with another girl. She’s had quite a social week actually–tonight she comes home after having been at another friend’s house for 3 nights! I would have thought (hoped?) that that would have been too long without me, or at least Joseph, but apparently not.. I guess that’s good. (*sob*)

Oh yes, I’ve started a new knitting blog here. I had another one, but got annoyed with it as it’s a different user and requires that I log out of this account to use it. Yes, I’m very lazy. I’ve also had cause to post to my garden blog, which is linked in the sidebar, if you’re interested.

So, things are looking up. Valentine’s Day is coming up, for which I continue to try and train James, and after that it’s but a short jump into spring!


Smitten with Robin

September 17, 2008

*A* robin, to be more precise.

I’ve been putting bulbs into the ground this week, and made a very charming little friend. This is probably same old to the British, but I was quite taken with how friendly this little guy was. I would dig out some ground, and as soon as I moved out of the way, he would come and find all the little insecty snacks I had dug up. The first time, I thought he just must not have seen me. I moved onto another bit of the garden, dug a bit, and sure enough there he was right behind me to snarf up more little bugs when I rested.

So, when I went in of course I looked him up on Wikipedia. I’m accustomed to the American robin, which is a completely different species. The article reads, “Well known to British and Irish gardeners, it is relatively unafraid of people and likes to come close when anyone is digging the soil, in order to look out for earthworms and other food freshly turned up; when the gardener stops for a break the robin might use the handle of the spade as a lookout point.” While my robin isn’t just smitten with me, it’s nice to know I haven’t lost my mind. 😉 If you ask me, this rather rotund little bird is much more charming than the robins of my American youth. Apparently he’ll hang around all year, and so being a sucker, I happily went online and bought him this:

Tom Chambers Rockin’ Robin Pitched Roof Nest Box

That’s right–I bought a house especially for one little bird in my garden. Well just look at him..


We’ve got lots of other birds in the garden as well. I can identify the (unfortunately named) blue tits, which are so pretty. There are some brown speckly birds, and some larger darkly colored birds that won’t sit still long enough for my near-sighted eyes to get a good look at. I’ve strategically placed a bird feeder just outside the living room window, so I’ll have to sit very quietly sometime with a bird identification book. For Robin I also bought a ground-feeding tray so perhaps they’ll hang about there as well.

I’ve been having what for me are almost heretical thoughts–I’m now not nearly so keen for the neighborhood cats to come visiting and potentially abusing my little birdies. That’s a new one for me.

Speaking of cats, I’ve been amusing myself this afternoon by pulling the bird sound .mp3s off this site. My cats find them very, very confusing. Poor things, it really is sort of a mean tease, particularly since I’m also encouraging birds to flutter about just outside our windows.