It might still be winter and the weather has made sure we remember that with days upon end of miserable weather here on the Pennine Mountains, but today we had sunshine. Glorious blue sky and sunshine with scarcely a cloud until mid afternoon. Outside there was a little bit of a chill in the air but inside the
garden room the temperature climbed above 20 degrees celsius. I sat and began to read Alistair MacLean's 'Night Without End' (which I first read as a teenager and remembered enjoying it, hence buying a copy recently to reread).
Alfie, the resident Ragdoll Cat, snoozed on the wicker chair and in the garden lots of birds and squirrels 'free-jocked' (ate for nothing) on the
seed and fatballs which I put out for them during winter. For those of you who live in a sunny climate, you possibly won't appreciate the joy a sunny day can bring after days of rain, snow, wind, and cloud.
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| Thrushes confronting each other above the fat balls |
I love squirrels, grey and red. They are endlessly entertaining and deserve to live their lives unmolested by humans.
Grey squirrels have an undeserved bad reputation (animalaid.org external link) and people act as if the grey squirrels go around intentionally slaughtering red squirrels. They do not.
Red Squirrel Survival Trust (external link), explaining the decline of the red squirrel.
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| Grey squirrel on the look out |
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| Thrushes feasting on fat balls |
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| An old photo of a cute grey squirrel on my old garden shed |
