Sunday, July 8, 2018

One day.


Blue skies and the hint of a breeze. There are , by my count, eight sparrows nests in the gutters on the side of the house that faces the courtyard. This morning all the young sparrows are out practising their flying skills. Backwards and forwards they go to the branches of the holm oak. Some squabble, some rest after their exertions, some do figures of eight but all contribute to the wall of sound that wraps itself round us as we head off on our morning walk.


Down the ox track to the stream. We cross by the waterfall. Bob and Sophie drink at length. Bob drinks slowly. Sophie hoovers the water up as if it's going out of fashion. The shimmering lapis lazuli of dragonflies dart around us. On the far side of the stream we turn right, pass the cows that have given birth, then pass the field filled with soon to be mothers . Then right again and up the hill towards the old chapel.


The PONs play hide and seek in the sunflower fields.  Perhaps hide and seek isn't what they're playing. A better description would be the ' Chase your brother while shrieking loudly' game.


At The Rickety Old Farmhouse the PONs have breakfast. Sophie heads into the hallway and settles down under the sideboard with her yogurt pot. She bombards the pot with concentrated PON ESP in an attempt to get it to refill itself.


Off now to the bakers which will put a spring in the ( disappointed ) family diva's step. One day that pot will fill itself.


And this is how professional diplomacy works : https://twitter.com/sohlstromt/status/1015626267973115904


And this Stonehenge myth busting story is interesting : https://www.livescience.com/63003-sloppy-stonehenge-study.html



13 comments:

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari Om
Bonjour tout le monde dans la ROF!!! Having risen particularly early myself, today, and discovering the sky to be grey and cloudy and the ground wet ("sit-you-ayshun normaal, SAH!"), things improved outta sight with the vision of loveliness that is your surrounding countryside and a pair of pouting PONs!!! YAM xx

WFT Nobby said...

Very impressive diplomacy!
The morning walk description is a gem today.

Coppa's girl said...

My thoughts too - a perfect morning walk in a perfect little corner of deepest France Profonde !
Out early here, too - just after 6:30, to beat the heat. It looked like rain, but has since brightened up and the sun is out. Probably 40º outside now, so a dip or two in the pool, and inside in shade for the rest of the day for both Inca Lab. and me !

Sheila said...

Our fledgling sparrows have all learned to fly...to the bird feeder. They arrive cheeping with their beaks wide open demanding to be fed.
Great photo of the sunflowers with the happy bees on them.






Sheila said...

I see on Axios.com this morning that San Francisco has now been established as the most expensive place in the world in which to live, based on rents.

Angus said...

And beer !

Swan said...

My horses’ stable has a large covered arena where Ravens build their nest on top of the light fixtures. I’ve experienced a lot while riding, but having to look out for young Ravens dropping from the nest above our heads was a new one. I love watching the whole process from bringing in sticks to full flight.

Angus said...

No global warming on the West Coast ? Hottest ever temperature globally (51 +) recorded in Algeria yesterday.

Angus said...

If you can't beat em ...

Angus said...

40 is too hot. We used to get it in Italy and it was exhausting. Mid 30's here but with lots of humidity - which is not a good thing. PON lying in front of a fan season.

Angus said...

Wonderful life affirming theatre all around - if we pause to look for it.

Coppa's girl said...

Over 50º in full sun about an hour ago. Using a defunct pool thermometer, so no idea if it's accurate, except that it's very hot ! Strangely, by contrast, the pool water seems chilly ! Now cooling off indoors with the air-con set at 25º.

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
Global, no... the occasional local late arvo heat flash though! This morning holds more hope of that - down at the beach this morning, a jacket was still required. 'Brisk', granny would have called it. (She would also look askance at my use of the word 'beach' for the Clyde shoreline!!!) Yxx