A little glimpse of Maisie today helping her dad get ready for a visit from our friends Mike and Alison, her grandparents, who are visiting her.
A much needed splash of colour on another grey day here. Or rather, a white day as a sprinkling of snow had settled overnight. All around us the news is full of stories of cars buried up to their roofs in snowdrifts, electricity cables down and damaging winds so we have got off very lightly. The birds were certainly undeterred.
In what I think is a rather rude manner, you can see a siskin and a brambling, who are both winter visitors, shouting at one of the chaffinches that live here all year round in the picture above. I shall have to put a sign up asking for more polite behaviour.
Mt mother-in-law asked recently if any of our birds were ringed and the brambling above is an example of one of the few that are.
I had a lot of opportunity to stare out of the window as we were waiting in all morning for another gasman to arrive but instead I spent most of it huddled up in front of the gas fire. My old bones feel the cold a lot more than they used to. I did have an occasional look though.
The robins are amazingly adaptable in body shape. One minute they can look sleek and slender and the next they are puffed up into a little ball of cuteness.
The dunnocks on the other hand always keep a low profile and always look the same. The cold spell has brought them to the ground under the feeders much more this year than usual.
In the end, the gasman arrived in the afternoon and fixed the heating by simply turning on the couple of valves that his colleague had turned off and left shut on Friday. We are now in hot water and the first engineer may be too.
Mrs Tootlepedal went out to have lunch with the other nuns from the show and then went out again in the evening to do her duty for the last performance of the week. She won’t know what to do with herself when all the cheering and the excitement is over. It has been a busy time for her over the last month as she made quite a lot of costumes as well as rehearsing. Still, the show was very good and it has been pretty well sold out every night so it has all been worthwhile.
I had a wander out into the garden to see if the wind had dropped enough to consider a quick pedal but it was still blowing far too strongly to make cycling any fun so I took a couple of pictures and went back inside.
Here’s the same view from March last year.
Ah well, the snowdrops are enjoying themselves…
…even if the crocuses are not opening out at all.
Just about the prettiest things in the garden were the melted snow crystals on the lawn in the late afternoon.
We are promised a brief glimpse of the sun tomorrow, although the temperature will stay just above zero so I may get out to take a picture or two. The clocks go forward next weekend and that will help to brighten our days a bit as well.
The flying bird of the day is a regulation chaffinch.