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We’ve had the first batch of babies through here: baby Great Tits and Blue Tits (who together form a gang which dominates the airwaves and the feeders); baby starlings (ditto); baby sparrows (babies well-behaved, it’s the adults that are little highway bandits with the bird food, especially worms); baby squirrels; baby magpies; one baby … Continue reading
As in the recent BBC series. There are duels, there is sex, there are duels that look like sex and sex that looks like duels. There is birth, there is death. No, I’m not talking about the action indoors, but of that outdoors, namely among the birds. First the duels: Our yard has been divided, … Continue reading
or Finders Keepers According to Baby Robins OK, I’m cool with that, says Baby No. 2. But one question: how are you going to eat them if you are standing on them? I guess I got a little carried away, I found them all by myself you know, says Baby No. 1 Birdy News from … Continue reading
Yes, capitalized on purpose, because it is supposed to call to mind Hitchcock’s The Birds. Maybe you will understand when you look at this: I know they don’t look like much in this picture, but there were anywhere from 30-50 starlings repeatedly landing in the garden. That was bad enough, but if you look closely … Continue reading
Moaning about the Weather The weather is and has been what anyone in the UK would call ‘pants.’ Not just for the last day or even the last week. More like the last two weeks with no end in sight. It’s not just the rain, but the cold, winter cold. We have had heating on, fires … Continue reading
I am a bit behind on posts because we have been entertaining my brother and niece, over from the States for the past few weeks. It’s been a whirlwind of touring, although not as far-flung as my friend in the photo above. Here is a bit of what was going on as of the end … Continue reading
A Squat in April And that’s because we only knew of our lodger’s presence when we noticed a leak above our bedroom window, right beneath the eaves of the roof. We knew we had a slipped tile towards the end of winter and tried to fix it as best as we could, but would most likely need … Continue reading
Ah, the Dunnock, Responsible for the Awakening to Promiscuity in the Scientific Community (She says that like it’s a bad thing: no really I am aware of the erroneous implication here and I am sticking by it!) It appears we may have some threesomes in our little biosphere. In a previous post, I talked about … Continue reading
Hieme conduntur-unde enim firmae puinas nivesque et aquilonum flatus perferre vires? – sane et insect omnia, sed minus diu quae parietibus nostris occultata mature tepefiunt. circa apes aut temporum locorumve ratio mutate est, aut erraverunt priories. conduntur a vergiliarum occasu et latent ultra exortum – adeo non as veris initium, ut dixere, nec quisquam in … Continue reading
De ramis cadunt folia, nam viror totus periit, iam calor liquit omnia et abiit; nam signa coeli ultima sol petiit. Iam nocet frigus teneris, et avis bruma leditur. (taken from a 13th century ms., and published in Mediaval Latin Lyrics, trans. Helen Waddell. Norton 1977. For translation, see below) This is one bird that not … Continue reading
My Latin Notebook 