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| Michael Leunig |
Stay safe. See you tomorrow.
Monday, 22 June 2020
Sunday, 21 June 2020
100 Days - 44 I'm still here
It's been a meh week. The days have been long and rather soggy, and I have just been tired. I kept thinking I would write something but not being able to raise the enthusiasm. We had upped our game with the puzzles and I bought a 2000 piece one (sorry can't find link to website). Mostly the pictures are very naff if you try to go bigger, lots of chocolate box cottages and sky, but this one is a fab collage of animals.
Meet Julian, and all his friends. I thought a new name was important to acknowledge my neglect and to start anew with a different routine and better care:
Got back from collections a bit earlier this Sunday so after a recovery cuppa I got around to a bit of pottering. Claire sent some flower seeds and I potted up the basil seedling and some chilli seeds we got years ago from Wahaca. Sat for a while and just enjoyed the fact that everything is looking lush. Going this week to get paint for the walls, then the pond plan can get moving.
I sawed up one of the old pallets that we are going to make into a bug hotel, and then put up these willow trellises that Monkey and I found in Poundland.
Meanwhile, the bay tree is determined that you can't keep a good tree down:
Tuesday, 16 June 2020
Garden progress and upcycle
Got up early. Day started badly when I found that I had killed all the Daves. They had been neglected recently and their home had become too wet and compacted. I cleared out all the old rotting food and cleaned the worm bin, and have ordered new worms. Won't beat myself up about it. I planted out the plants I bought last week. The clematis and two others are in the side flower bed alongside the honeysuckle and it is looking transformed already. The Russian sage is in a big pot.
Lots of tiny wildflowers are slowly emerging in various other pots:
About six months ago someone on Derby Road put this doll's bed out by the bins. I had walked passed it dozens of time, but on Saturday I looked at it and thought, 'that would make a brilliant planter', so when I finished the walk I went back and picked it up. Tish and I visited Hulme Community Garden Centre again on Sunday and, rather than get flowers that I had wanted, we bought some herbs. I am completely thrilled with our lovely little herb garden. I tidied and swept the yard and was going to buy paint, but then the rain started again and it's a long bike ride to B&Q so I think that may be another day.
(Edit)
More tree joy. On closer inspection we have a fourth oakling:
Monday, 15 June 2020
100 Days - forty three
A Year in the Life of a Selwood Oak from Julian Hight on Vimeo.
Enjoy this lovely little tree film.
Stay safe. See you tomorrow.
Sunday, 14 June 2020
100 Days - 42 (the meaning of life)
It's been a busy weekend, what with the bubbling, and doing another long shift of test kit collecting, so a 'proper' thoughtful post will have to wait. Fox cubs not around but here is one of the adults snoozing in Dunk's garden forest (taken from the second floor so it is a bit fuzzy).
Completely gobsmacked to see how much the chicks have grown. They are kind of scrawny and ugly compared to the cute fluffy look of the newly hatched. Here they are flaked out and stuffed full of fish. Been to the Hulme Community Garden Centre twice so will have lots to show you when I have planted out and potted up.
Stay safe. See you tomorrow.
Thursday, 11 June 2020
100 Days - day 41 poop
Ever wondered how osprey chicks poop? Well now you know.
Can you hug people yet? Apparently yes ... from Saturday night.
Just got a text from Stacey so going to work early so that's all. Stay safe. See you tomorrow.
Wednesday, 10 June 2020
100 Days - the big four oh
Came back from my walk this morning to find Monkey most distressed because she felt the tiny chick was not getting their fair share, so we had to watch carefully for several minutes to check that Aila was feeding them all. See how much they have grown already.
This one taken in the park on Sunday trying to capture the drifting tree seeds that had looked like a snow storm the other week before the rain dampened it down. Mainly it just captures the evening light and the lovely shades of green.
Pigeon and squirrel on a tree stump (just because).
Sadly many of the baby birds have not made it. The cootlings have all gone despite one pair appearing to get back on the nest and having another chick. One of the three cygnets died, and then I panicked this morning when we saw only one swimming. Fortunately the other was snoozing on the log while its other parent preened.
And then, surprise surprise, we spotted a duckling. Loads of ducks on the lake but none had seemed interested in reproducing. Tish has taken to going to Platt Fields where the lake is bigger and there are loads of babies.
Stay safe. See you tomorrow.
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