And then there's just sitting in the garden, coffee in hand, listening to the birds. Fortunately the gale force winds of the past few days have left us and birds are -twittering past themselves. In spite of the fact that the trees at the back of our garden are still bare, there are signs of much collecting of nesting materials as well as evidence of coal tits, great tits and goldfinches, as well as my old friends the robins.
This is something I really appreciate - having the time to 'be still and listen', and even more so when I hear the playground sounds of the nearby school and remember that I don't have to be there!
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I have always loved birds - of both the fleshy and the feathered varieties - but as I grow older I seem, like other middle-aged people, to have developed a preference for our feathered friends. I feed them every day and feel guilty if there's no food out. The other day - not far from the centre of Sheffield - we had a female sparrowhawk on our hedge!
Oh, YP, don't be old before your time. ;)
Must be good to just to be able to sit and relish the not having to be at the chalkface anymore. I've tagged you. Go to my blog to find out what it is. Not sure if you do this sort of thing. I don't usually but gave this one a go.
I'm on my way, Rosie. :)
Hi Jennyta - if you'd like to know more about the medical roleplay work i do (re your question on my blog) please email me at daphne.franks@hotmail.co.uk and I'll tell you more!
Thanks, Daphne. :)
Jenny, I can empathise with you regarding this ruddy assignment ! I would love to be distracted by some great tits, but alas I can but hope and so I'd best get back to the typewriter :O( CraigyBaby ! (PS - what's that noise ? It sounds very much like the tone being lowered........he he)
Lowered??? It's crashed through the floor, me lad!!
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