So there may be a hiatus in the blog for R and I will be grandchildren sitting this weekend - which does involve a certain amount of concentration. The elder child, J, is now into garden exploration and the younger, W, has just begun to walk which opens up another world and opportunity to investigate things - like going up and down stairs all the time. All the paths and tunnels in the garden have great promise for the future - the sort of thing I would have loved as a child - the rhododendron pruned so one can hide under it, the willow tunnel with odd things hanging in the top - a chime, a coat hanger, an old pair of goggles etc.
Last night we cooked the goosegogs I picked yesterday - a bit early but with branches on the ground they had to be thinned.
The dappled sun in the trees is flickering on the grass and campion, and our one-legged cock chaffinch is hopping around on the paving beneath the feeders. He survived the winter well despite his handicap but I have seen only one wren since the snow and ice. The cold also put back the trees - the ash have only got their full complement of leaves in the last fortnight.
I must be off to collect J and W.
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