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Ahhh well! ... enjoy your holiday! ... x



We have a never-ending battle with Mares Tail that comes through from next door's garden and it resists all attempts on both sides of our hedge to kill it ... nothing works?! ... not even burning it off with a Blow Torch!
My Mum says she thinks Alkanet is a plant that hates an acidic soil so maybe you could try adding something to the soil after, once again, doing your very best to dig out as much of it as is possible, and see if that works?

I didn't see the Northern Lights I just like to be included 😁 ...


I didn't see the Northern Lights I just like to be included 😁 ...
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😂

I didn't see the Northern Lights I just like to be included 😁 ...
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Magnificent! :D


I didn't see the Northern Lights I just like to be included 😁 ...
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Well,,,that's one way of 'seeing' it! 😂


However I am frequently being kept entertained by several Magpies who have been using an old TV aerial attached to the back wall of the house next door as a slightly bouncy metal perch to land on and then swoop off from down into the gardens below.
From where I rest on my bed I can see about 30cms of the very end of it when I look over to the furthest edge of my large bedroom window. I have two of my window panels slightly open and they often turn in curiosity to stare in at me when I call out greetings to them.
If the windows were open any wider then I think they might try to come in as they seem to enjoy spending ages listening to and watching me while I wish them a good day and tell how beautiful and how clever they are ;o>






It is possible they are attempting to nest build, Isabella. We thankfully have got caps now on our Chimney Pots as we have open fireplaces ... and as well as sometimes getting huge hailstones rattling all the way down the Chimney breast we would also get twigs coming down as well!
There is one bird in particular which likes to build their nest in Chimneys and that is the Jackdaw. They drop or push twigs down and they are so clever they will even bend the twig in the middle as they push it down the flue in the hope it may slowly open up and wedge itself into place. Then they will add another twig and another and so on. Often the twigs will fall and settle in the bend in the Chimney and they will keep being added until it is high enough to be seen and all sorts of other bits and pieces will get thrown down as well ... pieces of paper, plastic bags, grass, random bits of garden rubbish and even street litter!
Once they start trying to nest in this way they are unlikely to stop coming back again and again to keep doing this so it is the best option to cap off Chimney Pots ;o>



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hbj3...

Not a Jackdaw, but the conversation and the poem suddenly reminded me of one of a favourite series of books by Joan Aiken that was read to me as a young child ... and was also featured on Jackanory and became a puppet show TV series in the early 90's ... Arabel's Raven

"The more it snows (Tiddely pom) The more it goes (Tiddely pom)
The more it goes (Tiddely pom) On snowing
And nobody knows (Tiddely pom) How cold my toes (Tiddely pom)
How cold my toes (Tiddely pom) Are growing"
... ;o>

The Toad - came - home!
There was panic in the parlour and howling in the hall,
There was crying in the cowshed and shrieking in the stall,
When the Toad - came - home!
When the Toad - came - home!
There was smashing in of window and crashing in of door,
There was chivvying of weasels that fainted on the floor,
When the Toad - came - home!
Bang! go the drums!
The trumpeters are tooting and the soldiers are saluting,
And the cannons they are shooting and the motorcars are hooting,
As the - Hero - comes!
Shout - Hoo - ray!
And let each one of the crowd try and shout it very loud,
In honour of an animal of whom you're justly proud,
For it's Toad's - great - day!
Helen particularly liked the line, 'There was chivvying of weasels that fainted on the floor.' Bedtime used to be such fun: The Hobbit, Meg and Mog, so many lovely stories.
The Wind in the Willows

The book that wins hands down with granddaughters aged 5 and 4 is The Tiger Who Came to Tea - I can recite it off by heart.

Awww, what wonderful memories of such innocent and happy times, Isabella ... x x x
I had never picked up on that particular line before but I certainly can see why Helen liked it so much ... it is so beautifully written and creates an amazing picture ;o>

I am left mystified as to why the non-stop pouring rain that flooded the lawn almost covering the Apple pieces wasn't considered to be wet enough ... LOL!!! ;o>

Put couple photos on my profile.


Hundreds of Log In refusals and endless Password changes over the last few months were driving me crazy until I ..."
Mmmm I seem to be back in too. I used to sign in with Fbook, but they removed that. Just found an email in my junk folder, and her I am.

I was made to change my original Password so many times I lost count ... and still couldn't get in! Then I decided after so many weeks to try my original Password one last sad and final time ... and I was back in again! ;o>



A wonderful Facebook friend living near Kyiv who is so tragically going through all the worst kinds of absolute hell in her life right now suddenly decided that she wanted to send me a gift! ... yes me!!! ... living right here in the safety and comfort and peace of the UK! ... ! ;oO
And so I am currently sat here in the garden listening to the birds singing and watching the butterflies fluttering past while quietly drinking my favourite extra strong Kenyan Tea from a beautiful Mug that she bought in a Coffee Shop with money that she really cannot afford to be spending on anyone else and feeling completely overwhelmed by this truly incredible gesture of friendship and kindness ... x
And I have a box in my room that contains lots of little thoughtful treats including a large box of some very fancy looking Chocolates that are exclusively made in Kyiv, a packet of her own favourite brand of biscuits, two pretty little Dino Egg Bath Bombs from her youngest son(!), some unique wartime in Ukraine Postage Stamps, a pair of socks with the word Ukraine embroidered on them, and a large Ukraine heart of flowers decal that can be ironed onto a t-shirt and worn with pride.
Yana, my very dear friend, as always I make a very low bow to you.
I hope and pray and wish for so many things for you that there are simply not enough words to express ... but most of all I wish with all my heart and soul for peaceful skies again and evermore over your beautiful country ... x x x


Apparently it took her many hours of patiently standing in line at a Post Office over half an hour's taxi drive from her home village and also being told many times that it was not possible to send anything to the UK until she finally found a way to manage to do this!
I am always in absolute awe of her sheer resourcefulness and persistence and also of her incredibly caring and selfless acts of kindness.
Books mentioned in this topic
Ten Poems about Snow (other topics)And So This is Christmas: 51 Seasonally Adjusted Poems (other topics)
The Tiger Who Came to Tea (other topics)
The Quangle Wangle's Hat (other topics)
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Authors mentioned in this topic
Christina Rossetti (other topics)John Keats (other topics)
Joan Aiken (other topics)