Persistence rewarded

Another day of frost and sunshine so Lyra and I were off and out early to make the most of it. In the shade of the trees the grass is wearing frost prickles and I stumbled over one frozen clump of leaves and mud that looked for all the world like an albino hedgehog. MuchContinue reading “Persistence rewarded”

The Aga man cometh

I started this post parked in a very chilly kitchen tasked with ensuring the Aga man was greeted, encoffulated and then held prisoner until our ancient reconditioned Aga is relit. Outside the sun was shining merrily but the kitchen was glacial. The Aga was part of the house when we bought it, and old andContinue reading “The Aga man cometh”

Once more with feeling

Christmastide is nearly over. (It is not truly over until all the new Christmas socks and knickers have been worn, the last of the Christmas cake munched and the final, loathsome, soft centres consumed or binned – we still have a way to go on these fronts). The tree has, however, been wrestled outside leavingContinue reading “Once more with feeling”

Better than Gravybones

I have established that there are some things Lyra likes more than gravy bones (her dog treat of choice). Usually any wandering off or other errant activity can be interrupted, and order restored, by bellowing loudly “Baby puppy, gravy bones” (and producing said treat). Over the last few walks, however, we established the limits ofContinue reading “Better than Gravybones”

Twitchery

Bird watching proper has never really appealed. There seems to be far to much lurking in hides for my taste, but our hedgerows are thronged with the little peeping, chucking and warbling fellows and I have been feeling rather remiss in not learning their names. To this end I reclaimed a giant bird book fromContinue reading “Twitchery”

Slow Lane Symphony

I do like when the clocks go back these days. Not for the extra hour in bed, but for the extra hour gained when the body clock gets you up at the usual time in “real money”. Just such a morning today, so Lyra and I are up and out with the larks (or ratherContinue reading “Slow Lane Symphony”

Harvest music

Lachlan and Keith volunteered to reassemble the Plough marquee yesterday in anticipation of reopening (hopefully before too long as we have missed it sorely). I was deemed surplus to requirements and had settled down to a snack with a view to some weeding after when the call came through to “take Lyra for a walkContinue reading “Harvest music”

The Naked Detective

Much weeding today. Keith topped up his grass seed order with some wild flower seed for the back track, so today I took the mattock to the waist high weeds on the bank under the trees. We will need to wait for some rain to soften things up to give them a chance – it’sContinue reading “The Naked Detective”

A hoppin’ and a buzzin’

I have been wondering about the tadpoles. They were good and fat when the hot weather came, but since the weather broke I have seen nothing of them. I suspected them of lurking at the bottom to grow their legs. However, with the able assistance of the lovely Eilidh who has investigated thoroughly over theContinue reading “A hoppin’ and a buzzin’”