Birds of a feather……


Looking out of my kitchen window this morning, I saw a crowd of birds at the feeding station. There were blackbirds, a robin, a great tit and the usual hefty bunch of wood pigeons trying to eat everything at once. Later on the collared doves arrived such pretty graceful birds….I’ve not had them visit for a few years so I hope they re-appear when I’m completing my ‘Big Garden Birdwatch’ for the RSPB at the weekend. Schools can join in and count the number of birds seen in one hour in their playground or playing field, families can visit a park or other open green space and complete theirs there or there’s always your own back yard or garden. I’ve been feeding the birds over this very cold spell and usually start about Easter time so that the adult birds bringing up families can have an easy source of nutrition for themselves…leaving fresh and live food to be fed to their young. I used to follow the RSPB advice and feed them all year round with appropriate foods for the season and type of bird but this has become too expensive. I don’t like putting out a lot of food scraps in case it attracts rats or foxes, so I feed them mainly during cold spells and breeding times and provide fresh water all the year round. Please join me on Saturday or Sunday so that we can get an idea of the spread of birds over the country…just click on the advert in the side column and find out all about it.

Winter story

Snow began to fall just as dawn broke over the horizon and soon covered the countryside with a thick carpet of white. She lifted the curtain to observe her garden and to try to estimate how long it would take for her to dig the car out of the drive and set off to work. Today was a special day which she had prepared for the evening before. Her boyfriend was coming for dinner and she had an inkling that tonight he would ask her to marry him and she was sure she would say yes. She went about happily preparing for the day and eating her breakfast but wondered if it was wise to even think of travelling on a day like this.

Radio warnings buzzed through her head as she packed her lunch and put her thick coat and wellingtons on ready to clear the drifts and set off. Freezing winds whipped round her as she dug into the snow at the side of the car but she soon had the drive clear enough to begin her journey. The engine was reluctant to start at first but soon she was inching her way along the road sometimes straight forward, sometimes slightly sideways if they were heading downhill. Other road users were being equally as careful as they too, travelled slowly along. It wasn’t long before she joined the main road and driving was a little easier.  As she drove along in the queue of traffic, she could see a very bright light approaching from behind through her rear-view mirror. She then looked ahead as the traffic had begun to move faster now but because she had been observing the light, a gap had appeared in the traffic in front of her. She speeded up to catch up with them but as she did so a loud roaring engine sound and the bright light zoomed past her and cut in in front of her to avoid an oncoming lorry. Before she knew it she had braked and the car skidded and she felt herself falling down and down, over and over. Then everything went black……


The young man set off for his girlfriend’s house with eager anticipation knowing that this would be one of the most important evenings of his life. Snow had been falling all day so he decided to walk there and would probably be staying the night, especially as he had something special to ask her during the meal….something that he wished he had asked her months ago when he realised that she was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. As he rounded the corner and looked towards her house it was in complete darkness and the driveway was empty…she must be late coming home from work. No wonder after a day like today! He ‘phoned her but he only got the messaging service and, come to think of it, she hadn’t been in touch with him since she woke up first thing this morning to tell him how much she loved him. He fumbled around for the key she had given him a few weeks ago and let himself in, switched the light on and smiled as he noticed that she had set the fire ready to light when she arrived home so that the room would be ready for a cosy night in. He grabbed the matches from the mantelpiece and was just setting light to the fire when there was a loud knocking at the door……


London 2012

These are the last set of photos from our ‘Twelfth Night’ holiday…a visit to the Tower of London. I’ve always wanted to see the Crown Jewels, so this was an essential place to visit.

Much to our horror, we woke up to the sound of chainsaws, thinking that they were felling the trees outside the flat but they were only pollarding them!

We got the DLR from Deptford Bridge to Greenwich and then the train into Tower Bridge station, walked to our lunch pub, then visited the Tower in the afternoon. Friday, our last day, we just went into Greenwich for lunch and some souvenir shopping. Hope you’ve enjoyed these photos as much as I had shooting them 🙂


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