Today’s guest picture of a fine tree comes from my Welsh correspondent Keiron.
The night didn’t get nearly as cold as the forecast had threatened, and we got away with a fairly gentle -3°C. It got above freezing quite promptly, and although the day only managed a rather chilly 4°C at its peak, the snow magically disappeared from the town.
We had a very quiet morning, and I didn’t even go as far as looking out of the window until just before coffee time. When I did look out, I found that a pair of recent visitors had returned, with the male politely waiting . . .
. . . until the female had visited the feeder tray.
This gave me the opportunity to admire the light on the male’s head.
Their presence did not put off a blackbird . . .
. . . and life on the feeder above carried on as normal. Sparrows were building up their strength as they get ready to attack Mrs Tootlepedal’s growing vegetables later in the spring. . .
. . . a goldfinch enjoyed a seed . . .
. . . while a young greenfinch flew in to get its share.
The feeder never got very busy and there was always a free perch available.
I left the birds to it and settled down to coffee and a business meeting with Mrs Tootlepedal. We were going through the household accounts to make sure that we both knew clearly what the other was responsible for, and also to check that there were no unnecessary outgoings for services that had continued to be charged even though we no longer needed them. Fortunately, we found that everything was in order and broke up the meeting in good time for lunch.
Although it was only 4°C, there was not much wind, and as the forecast said it wouldn’t rain until the late afternoon, I decided to take my pushbike out for a short pedal to try to add a little to my rather skimpy bike mile total for the year so far.
I was very warmly dressed, and it was pleasant enough as I cycled up the Wauchope road. I stopped to admire the hard work of either one very busy mole or a small gang of them working together as a unit in a field.
I hadn’t decided where to go by the time that I got to Wauchope Schoolhouse, so I took a short diversion up and down the Cleuchfoot road . . .
. . . while I made up my mind. This was a good decision, because although I headed further up the road towards Callister after my diversion, it meant that I was only four miles from home when it started to rain. It was only gentle rain, but I really didn’t want to get cold and wet for the second time in three days, so I turned tail and pedalled back to Langholm as swiftly as I could.
When I got in, I had a quick look out to see if the feeder needed filling and saw that the female mallard was back. She gave me a hard stare . . .
. . . and I returned the compliment.
Fortunately, there was some horse racing from Cheltenham to watch on the telly, and this passed the time when I should have been pedalling. I popped out into the garden between two of the races to try to add a bit of colour to an otherwise rather grey post.
A daffodil which had survived wind, rain, frost, and snow was doing well . . .
. . . but it had all been too much for this bunch of crocuses.
The day got increasingly gloomy and it felt much more like winter than spring as the light faded. An evening meal of macaroni cheese cheered us up.
The forecast is pretty gloomy to so it doesn’t look as though my bike mileage will be going up any time soon.
The flying bird of the day is a greenfinch.
19 thoughts on “Good weather for ducks”
Macaroni Cheese is the perfect pick me up on a gloomy day
Yes, it’s very easy to go on paying out regularly for unused services. I love the idea of a Mr and Mrs business meeting.
A rare occasion.
The visiting mallards made an interesting addition to the regulars at the feeders. That is a nice portrait of the male with his curly tail feathers, and a rather inquisitive female. I hope they left the frogs alone. Our frogs were busy again last night, singing the ancient vernal song of their people. They were a large chorus and quite loud. Their nightly performance is one of the most enchanting and wonderful things I look forward to in spring,
All the mounds look like a small city! We collect the dirt from similar mounds here and use them in outdoor planters.
That is a good idea.
I hope to hear from our frogs soon.
That male duck has such a beautiful head. Don’t usually see it that close.
No, I nearly ran over them when I drove the car into our drive today. But I missed. 🙂
I use the soil from mole heaps to fill in the hollows on my lawn – caused by moles in the first place! Macaroni cheese is a real winner in cold weather.
Luckily, we don’t get moles in the garden although they are very active all round the edges of the town.
I liked to read that not only we keep track of our in and out going euros. It can be very usefull to detect unnecessary costs (as you said). Funny to see the mallards at (or near) the bird feeder. Have a nice day and lots of greets.
Thank you Rudi.
I remember you feared for your crocuses. I like the fan of wings on the flying bird.
The early crocuses only really got two fine days to show off at their best. It was not a good year for them.
Lovely colours displayed by the ducks.
I love that picture of the blackbird! And some great close-up shots of the ducks.
The ducks were very close to my window. 🙂
Birds gathering their strength to attack the veg later on…too right!