Whilst cooking, I got the impression I was being watched....
Usually, he shoots off at the merest hint that you've seen him, but for some reason he seemed intrigued by what I was doing and sat watching me for ages (well, ages if you're a woodpecker anyway).
He wasn't the only one keeping a beady eye on the cake mix.The Sparrow Gang all fluttered down and sat in the hedge watching intently too. Doubtless they were hoping for a crumb or two but hadn't reckoned on the appetites of teenage boys and cycling husbands....
While I was cooking another feathered friend appeared in the garden and proceeded to behave in a most un-blackbird like way...
I don't think anyone has ever told him he's a ground feeding bird :o) It was a brave attempt, but ultimately doomed.....
As I was smiling to myself over the inventiveness of this feeding strategy, another member of the Garden Family appeared out of his hole and demonstrated exactly the same thing.
This is (believe it or not) a Rat Proof Bird Feeding Station. Rats are most definitely not supposed to be able to climb up the pole with such insouciant ease and sit casually snacking off the feeders. I should get the Trades Descriptions People in....
|Now that's just taking the |
|Just a little bit further.....|
|Oops, The Man's banging the window. Let's split!|
The German Market was in full swing in Winchester's Cathedral grounds last Sat and I have never seen it so packed with people. L and I had to link arms for fear of getting separated and the police were stopping people entering the rear of the Cathedral because of the press. I hate crowds and was extremely grumpy at being forced to walk at everyone else's snails pace. Still, L was very chuffed with his coat and a Davey Crockett hat he got from the less posh and therefore less touristy and cheaper street market, and spent the rest of the day with both super-glued to his body. He must have slept in them because he was still wearing them when he came down for breakfast the next morning.
His Christmas Blanket is proceeding. I spend most nights knitting feverishly in order to get it done in time. It's actually got more squares on now than the photo shows, so hopefully with a few more night's-worth it'll be completed...
I haven't been able to keep it a surprise, but I guess this means at least I know he likes it. The pair of feet sticking out the bottom of the blanket in the pic below would seem to suggest so anyway...
|Somewhere in amongst all that wool there is a boy|
We had a visit to the New Forest with college on Monday. It was freezing and blowing a very sharp wind so that even the Brass Monkeys had Brass Monkeys on them. But it was clear and sunny and crisp and beautiful, and I did see a Dartford Warbler for the first time ever which was Rather A Treat.
There are quite a lot of pics so feel free to whizz through them, but please make sure you pause to admire the panoramic one about half-way down, because I've only just realised I can do them with the new camera :o)
|Can you spot the well camo'd stag and his lady?|
|Oaks in the Forest in the afternoon sun|
|Sunlit Forest Pond|
|New Forest Pony. They roam freely across the forest but are all owned by Commoners (foresters who have the right to graze livestock in the forest), and are rounded up on the Drift, a terrifyingly fast round up on horse back, in Spring and Autumn.|
|Ta Daa: The Panorama!!! (what do you think?)|
|Heathland with Forestry Commission Plantation to the far right|
|Long shadows means Winter|
|Moss growing on an oak|
|Mushies on an Oak Tree|
|More Mushies, on the ground this time|
|Typical New Forest Scene|
|Scots Pine (the UK's only native pine tree species)|
|Feathery shimmery tree in the far distance lit by the sun|
|Mushies growing on an Oak in the Forest|
The best way to keep warm in this Winter Weather is to snuggle up with a friend (especially when your mother has clipped your coat to almost bald- on the plus side, she is no longer itching)...
Hope all are well? I'm off to catch up with what you've all been up to :o)