Working in the rain!

Whales Nailed!

Having cleared up following a visit from Contact the Elderly, Chris called about a jumper left on the hedge. It was a ruse to disguise his latest plan to give Moby Dick some attention. Now; Moby is a Portugese Laurel carefully sculpted into a whale shape by Chris. His eye is a piece of down pipe with a budgie's mirror hung inside to catch the light. When in bloom, the flowers resemble barnacles but he didn't look quite right by an old cattle sign. The cattle sign was moved to the Aspen grove and Chris's splendid solid oak sign now stands beside Moby. Chris hand cut each individual letter and shape securing them on to a sign made from reclaimed oak fencing rails. Quite the perfect feature to place next door to a Laurel whale! Thanks very much indeed Chris!

Perseids Meteor Shower 2016

Hands up who saw the night sky on Thursday?  It was spectacular. So bright in fact, the first meteorite was seen in the western sky from the bedroom with the light on! In 10 minutes, we saw 6 meteorites. I wish I could have taken a photo as good as this one!

Meteor Image by Mike_Lewinski

Luscious Lilies

Dipped in cocoa powder?

These beauties have weathered the high winds and their perfume is outstanding. With velvety anthers and stigmas glistening with dripping nectar, it's just another excuse to pop up to the greenhouse pausing to inhale their heavy fragrance en route.

WOT a WET Weekend!

Finished and now visible pond

One small piece of water lily

Rescued fish

Well, we had put it off and postponed and prevaricated over mammoth pond work for much too long - over a year in fact. That was until, Saturday and then we just...went for it! Chris donned on the waders and manhandled the biggest heaviest water lily in the deepest part of the pond. It was so big and heavy it had to be cut into lots of manageable pieces even for him! A single 8 year old plant had filled the entire pond sump. It was a GIANT! We hadn't seen the fish since the spring and couldn't feed them as their food sat on the lily pads out of reach of hungry mouths.  All of the white water lilies were removed and as before, 3 small pieces were tied to bricks and lobbed back in. None of those nasty plastic baskets for us! 

Clearing up was also pretty monstrous as Chris had pruned the surrounding trees and shrubs. High winds had taken their toll on the Dogwoods and many had broken off and so, at the expense of winter colour, they were reduced in height.  Chris pushed  barrows heaped high with water lilies off to the compost heap. I hosed off the mud and silt deposited on the surrounding grass. The following day, I edged, mowed, netted fallen leaves in the pond and weeded. Result! We can now see the pond again and the fish!! I promise that the pond couldn't be seen from the spot where the top photo was taken as it was totally obscured by vegetation.

A weeded beach!

Did I say wet weekend? Well the waders sprang a leak! New ones are on order. The only mistake was failing to take a photo of the aquatic jungle that we faced at the outset. Now we have exposed water, I'm expecting blanket weed to proliferate. Why is there always a downside?

Wren City!

How lucky to a garden full of these! 

Last year's nest...

Our garden is full of baby wrens.  Wherever I go, they are cheeping and scurrying around. Given that our garden is 3/4 acre - that's saying a lot. We reckon we have 3 wren families.

They have all fledged their nests but the parents are still feeding them. Last year, a pair nested in an old disused letter box on the studio but I don't know where this year's nests are. We try to keep our garden free from song bird predators and wouldn't entertain the idea of having anything vaguely feline - EVER!   They are absolutely tiny - not much bigger than a moth. Talking of which, they love eating moths! For our smallest bird, they have such a distinctively loud song. By the way, I can't claim credit for the top left photo, they're too fast and too shy for me!

... & the occupants

Morse Toad in Trouble!

Morse Toad Esq

Toad pontoon

When Al found Mr. Morse in the greenhouse water butt the other day, he took immediate action and made a floating pontoon to ensure he didn't drown. As it hinges, it can rise and fall with the water level. When the level drops, the incline is a tad steep but we're in and out (of the greenhouse, that is!) so frequently, we'd fish him out. Amazing that such a small creature could even jump in given it's height of 3 feet!