The swifts disappeared a few weeks ago and every so often half a dozen or so swallows will hurtle southwards towards the river. Last night I heard the first lot of migrating oystercatchers overhead (when they come they usually pass by about three o'clock in the morning). Me and the squirrel have had all the hazel nuts and the damsons that have gone over are being feasted upon by speckled woods and sundry hover flies.
I've just planted the first bulbs of the autumn - a dozen jonquils and a few yellow iris - and a couple of dozen violas for to flower in the early spring.
Hey ho.
Friday the 13th
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The realization that only 43 days are left in the Biden-Harris
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I'm going to enjoy this autumn.
No need to fret about the "awful summer" because summer is over and gone. Now we can appreciate the cooler days, the gentle rain...the howling gales...the dark nights...
Hmmm...
I'm sure you live deep in some fairy tale kingdom. Are you sure you're not Shreck?
Chris: I'm hoping to rekindle my love affair with autumn this year.
Madame DF: no, I can just write flowery prose.
Imagine Shreck without the charm.
I also have my winter drawers on.
Sx
Violas?!
Why is a viola bigger than a violin?
It isn't, it's an optical illusion, it's just that the violinist's head is bigger.
Thank you, it's the way I tell'em.
Ooh ooh ooh, word vert is mathe.
Lovely images, and I'm always partial to bird talk. Are you a fellow bird nerd, sir?
Scarlet: so I should think if you're going to live in a yert with a stray cat!
Inky: it must have been waiting for you special, like
Libby: Hello and welsome! Guilty as charged ("Cathartes aurea" indeed!)
I'm going to replace the portulaca on my rockery with iris reticulata bulbs as soon as I can, but the former just keeps on blooming.
Gadjo: the eternal dilemma!
I had to wear my gloves for the first day back at work last week! Ive also noticed that it's the spider season, the little blighters keep returning to make more webs no matter how many times I lob them out of the window! Sometimes I miss my garden, but then I remember that it's been many years since I actually did much planting - normally it was full of teenage boys playijng football or cricket and trampling my beds to retrieve whichever ball :(
Ms Cake: not the silk opera gloves? (-:
I know what you mean. I'd be deeply upset to lose the garden, even though I neglect it badly. But at least you're not getting wound up about the sportsmen.
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