Thursday, 23 February 2012
Bird song filled the garden.
Sunday, 5 February 2012
I escape, rush downstairs, put my coat over my dressing gown. Scarf, hat, and wellies follow.
I let Nella out of her room and we both head for the garden. She rushes out ploughing up the snow with her long nose. She disappears into the distance and I head for the shed.
I start by clearing spaces for the birds to feed. I fill feeders and chop the scraps from the kitchen. I make sure there is water available. When the birds wake breakfast will be ready :)
Sweet robin sits and lets me take a photograph.....we are friends. I feed him insects when I dig the garden. I would be lost without this space. The garden is my church, a place where I can be me, no questions asked :)
Thursday, 2 February 2012
I am pleased with the effect.......hmmmmm, now all I need is a frog !!