Of Swans and Eggs

Having, somewhat pruriently, watched the swans mating, I was hopeful that they were going to stay on the pond.

Pen

Cob

A couple of rather ‘arty’ portraits of the pair.

 

I must confess that I didn’t take much notice of them for a while until I caught them ‘at it’ again:

Cob ‘treading’ pen

Him on the nest again

The cob was behaving quite triumphantly on the nest. Note the coot’s nest just beyond.

 

Things carried on much as hitherto:

although I thought there might be eggs visible in the first of the above pictures.

 

On the 26th April there were definitely eggs!

Eggs!

 

The nest site was in the reeds under the steep bank below Redlands School. The reeds were still not grown enough to hide the nest from the other bank.

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August back end

Thought I’d better do some bloggin’ or folk’ll think I’ve snuffed it. Starting from t’ end of August.
Here goes (click the pics to see ’em bigger)(All pics are on Flickrlink, where they’re bigger than here)
 
 
 

Wednesday 31st August ’16

Wednesday: Wodnesdæg: Woden’s day
“When gorse is out of bloom, kissing’s out of fashion.” As I was told some short time ago.
It’s the start of spider season. At least the fat bodied ones that create webs in the brambles. Speaking of which, there’s more and more blackberries; “mellow fruitfulness”† indeed. Continue reading

Another bit of April

Still playing catch up with just the pics.
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On some of my walks I use “map my walkLINK” you can join for nowt and then see where I’ve been. I’ll link when I remember – click on ‘MMW’.


April continues

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MMW

A Wazzock Wonders

Things I think while walking.

Anyone remember a song or ditty that included the words: “I’m going back to imazaz” continuing “To imazaz the pub next door”. There’s loads of quotes of just those words on t’internet but I can’t find a whole song.
“(S)He isn’t as green as he’s cabbage looking” An old expression from Yorkshire meaning: “I may look new to this, but I’m not”.

Robbie

Robbie

Hands up those who recall Fife Robertson the archetype BBC Scottish reporter “Hellooo therrr, I’m Fyfe Robertson”. (The rather awful sassenach’s Scots is a direct copy from Wikipedia) Can’t imagine why he came to mind.

“Anybody’s for a little apple” was a saying that I seem to recall but I can’t find it anywhere on t’web. It implied that someone was easily influenced.
“They were only playin’ leapfrog” is from the musical “Oh What a Lovely War”. I have, obviously false, memories of hearing this song when I was a kid. The stage musical was staged in 1963 but I can’t imagine that I heard it before the film in 1969. Continue reading

Next few days of March

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Monday 14th March ’16

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Blackthorn is really beginning to bloom everywhere now.
Think there are four grebes(great crested obviously) on the pond but there might be more. They move so quickly underwater that, unless you see two at the same time, you can’t really tell.
This was a Molly Walking day and quite warm. She enjoys paddling to have a drink without having to bend down.
Here’s three grebes at once. If I recall correctly, I did catch sight of four at once but not on camera. Continue reading

A Week of Wazzocking

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Monday the Seventh of March Twenty Sixteen


Another of those panorama shots of the pond. Getting fed up with ’em yet? Tough!
Starlings are really underrated, they’re beautiful birds.
Think this is a pair of great crested grebes. (As opposed to just two hanging about together) Continue reading

March begins

Did I mention that I’ve bought one of those things to cut cheese consisting of a small slab of marble with a wire?

Cheese cutter

Cheese cutter

Here ’tis – with some Extra Mature Cheddar on half a Tuc biccie. I usually pig out on Stilton but my local M&S food recently had a fridge breakdown and (horrors!) chucked a load of cheese away. Isn’t that a bit daft? Cheese is basically rotten milk – all M&S’s is sealed so how could it go off(er)? In passing why does cheese have a ‘BEST BEFORE’ date? Continue reading