Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
This beauty was in my garden first thing, calmly surveying her surroundings and ignoring my cat who was clumsily stalking her. I’m fairly sure this is a female; the males usually have a much bushier tail. In Norse mythology the squirrel Ratatoskr is actually… Continue Reading “A Visit from Ratatoskr”
This beautiful boy just hopped casually into the garden, flopped down, spread his wings and luxuriated in the sun. Why wouldn’t you?
This gorgeous creature is a good couple of inches long. We discovered it as it was clinging onto my fiancé’s foot on the beach of Port Cristo! I rescued it (and him) and sat it in the shade until it recovered enough to move… Continue Reading “Palm Weevil”
Arachnophobes, look away now! A cellar spider (pholcidae) in our bathroom, clutching her egg sac. She’s been there for days, determinedly carrying the unborn babies everywhere she goes, and even fighting off a rival (they sometimes eat each other!). I’m moving her soon, as we… Continue Reading “Devoted Mother”
I’m languishing in bed feeling sorry for myself at the moment, however at the start of the Easter break I did manage to get out and about a bit. Nathan and I had a lovely walk to our local town, via the woods that… Continue Reading “Spring Treasure”
We took a 4 pint plastic milk jug, cut a little ‘door’ near the base, covered it in the net from some onions so the food wouldn’t fall straight through, and used Gorilla tape to cover sharp edges and stiffen the plastic. We’ve hung… Continue Reading “Making a Bird Feeder”
Jim, Nathan and I made the most of the sun by heading down to Temple Newsam Home Farm in Leeds. Nathan befriended a sheep and was freaked out by the apiary, which I, conversely, found fascinating. We saw baby rabbits, squirrels and had a… Continue Reading “Summer Adventures: Temple Newsam”
Click my lovely friend Crowley above to read the latest installment in my musings about Celtic magic. This month I have visited the animal kingdom, looking at our modern relationships with other creatures how our forebears may have seen them.
When I was little I rescued an injured crow, and as it was too damaged to return to the wild, the crow stayed with my family and usually lives with my mum and dad. Crowley the Crow is visiting me, however, because mum and… Continue Reading “A Crow Comes to Visit”