Far Too Busy To Chat

Wood pigeon with nesting material


Aaron, Jackie, and I continued tidying up the garden this morning.

Daffodils still glow all over;


the new generation of honesty crops up everywhere;

Anemone albas

and the Anemone albas are spreading nicely in the Weeping Birch Bed.

Frogs and Jattie's sculpture

Jackie has weeded around and cleaned the little cistern pond, thus revealing the frogs and Jattie’s sculpture.

Snake's head fritillary

The lamp glowing in the sunlight is one of the snake’s head fritillaries Jackie has added to those already shining in the Cryptomeria Bed.

Peacock butterfly on gravel

A peacock butterfly tried in vain to look invisible on the gravel of the Heligan Path which joins

Brick Path

the south end of the Brick Path.

Bee on pulmonaria 1

Bees continue to plunder the pulmonaria.

Collared dove

I had a fairly lengthy conversation with a young collared dove taking advantage of Aaron’s fencing.

Wood pigeon with nesting material

Wood pigeons

Sparrow with nesting material

and sparrows were far too busy gathering nesting material to chat.

This evening we dined on Jackie’s delicious lamb jalfrezi and special fried rice; followed by apple pie and custard.. She drank sparkling water and I drank Cimarosa limited edition Shiraz 2014.

Published by derrickjknight

I am an octogenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs. In these later years much rambling is done in a car.

55 thoughts on “Far Too Busy To Chat

      1. That’s brilliant, Derrick (and Jackie). As my youngest are in college & around less and less, I will need to remember this trick. It used to be I’d cook all I could & it was GONE.

  1. I love to watch the sparrows working with such joy as they build their nests. I’m not sure I would want to build a new house every year. I wonder what you said to the dove?

  2. Seeing your photographs early in the morning is always invigorating. There are so many magical moments but I love the last two – I can never catch those thieving birds on camera but my brush fence is devastated by their looting.

  3. I must say, one look at the snake’s head flower and I winced, but that’s not to say it’s beautiful in its own flowery way! (I own one plant which pops a white flower every now and then. I’ll look it up and let you know its name)

  4. Oh, sigh, sigh, sigh! Such spring beauty. In Maine, she has yet to raise her pretty little head.

  5. Derrick – I talk to the birds, too. I have a little thing i say whenever I put out the bird food & another little thing I say when I throw out the compost (they LOVE the compost pile). I’ve read that some birds can distinguish one person from another, so I make it easy for them with my voice.

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