On Monday 22nd June John noticed a pigeon on the house roof which Jane again spotted when it came down into the garden. It was a racing pigeon which looked a bit tired so we gave it some food. We wondered about catching it but before we could, it flew into a hedge in next door’s garden.
He had a gold ring on the right leg GB19-F11253 We didn’t see him again, so hope he is now back where he belongs.
Update – 28th June. He’s been back regularly and doesn’t seem to want to go home.
The whole country, no, the whole world is on lock down for our protection from this insidious virus; the busy lives we all lead restricted to four walls, unless shopping, exercising or working.
We have experienced a long wet dull winter, both John and I have struggled with drawn out health issues, longing for a warmer, brighter and healthier spring, our eagerly awaited European holiday already cancelled.
Fortunately we enjoy each others company, we already spend hours on the internet, I also enjoy reading and knitting. We both love the garden, John cuts the grass and does the heavy jobs, I do the planting and flowers, we both enjoy the wildlife we can attract especially, birds, insects, amphibians and mammals, we are happily surprised at the variety of creatures we can attract.
Today I had a walk around the garden, breathing in the warm fresh air, listening to the birdsong and droning of bees around the skimmia japonica flowers, just enjoying the heat of the sun on my skin. Here are some of the images I captured with my camera.
It is an uncertain time, but there is always beauty in nature.
We have just returned from a trip to the Lake District. We have stayed at the Fish Inn Buttermere a few times over the last forty years. We love the homely style and welcome of the hotel, the food and drinks, especially beer are exceptional. It is quite remote, yet many people endure the narrow mountain roads daily to enjoy the experience of climbing the fells, walking around the lakes or the homemade icecream and other tasty food.
We arrived later than expected after closure and long delays on the motorway. We had hoped to walk around Buttermere Lake that evening but arrived too late. So we got up around 6.30am the next morning, so that we could complete the walk before breakfast. It was fine and not cold as we strolled along the path, the water lapping the shore, it was very relaxing. Later that day, rain was forecast so we drove into Keswick, so busy in the crowds. We then visited a relative in Penrith arriving back at Buttermere to a fine evening. The next day dawned mild and clear as we set off up to High Snockrigg, a hill we hadn’t climbed before, quite steep, after two hours we reached the summit, not tempted to carry on up further to Robinson Fell, which seemed a climb too far, for our already aching legs. Down wasn’t that easy as underfoot was loose gravel, running water, rocks and steep drops. Amazing views made it totally worth it.
Our final full day dawned and after another wonderful breakfast we set off around Crummock water, the evidence of a very stiff breeze confirmed our decision to do little climbing. We enjoyed the over 8 mile walk around the lake. We did drive into Cockermouth in the afternoon, where we had a look around the shops and shared a pot of tea. We especially enjoyed our steak dinner back at the Inn that evening. Heading back to Stourbridge the next day.