Tuesday, March 2, 2021

Six foot wingspan.


Sophie starts off her day looking vaguely cared for.


After a trip to the stream and a hunt for badger poo in the drainage ditch the 'cared for' look has gone. It's the paws and muzzle that have suffered the most.


On our way back up the hill we're witness to a fight between a small falcon and a large black and white Kite. The falcon must have disturbed the Kites nest. There is a ferocious fight and much shrieking. The poor falcon is a feisty fighter but falls to earth, dead, on the verge ahead of us. The Kite is huge. The wingspan must be all of six feet.


In the village no less than four C-A-T-S in the garden of the Belgian lady.  Sophie can't see them but knows they're close by. There is a PONette 'howling' moment.


 

The snow moon has been spectacular. On our six am walk round the garden the landscape has been bathed in bright lunar light. These murmurations of Starlings against the moon are quite something : https://twitter.com/JeffOvers/status/1366085457403125762


What are we doing to our kids ? :https://www.fisher-price.com/en-us/product/my-home-office-gmn43



6 comments:

Lisa in France said...

Amazing how Sophie's paws are 50% smaller in the "after" shot. I feel sorry for the falcon. We have a lot of kites around our house by the ocean, and sometimes come across one sunning itself in the road with outspread wings - they really are huge. They have very keen eyesight - one once snatched a piece of sushi out of my husband's hand when we were having lunch outside (last time we did that!) - and we've been watching them rather closely when Charlie is out playing. I haven't thought of them as being very aggressive, however. They frequently battle with the crows over who gets to sit on the roof next door, and it is generally the crows that win.

WFT Nobby said...

Falcon versus Kite. What an exciting start to the day! I hope you got to the poor falcon before Sophie did...

Coppa's girl said...

Inca often finds the remains of some poor bird when we are out walking, and has to be persuaded to leave it alone. They are usually babies fallen from the nest, or the result of a run-in with the local feral cats. Sadly I have to wrap the poor little things up in a poo bag and put them into the rubbish bin. I hate doing this, but know it's for the best, as I can't bring them back to life.
No walk this morning it's too chilly, and much to her disgust, Inca has finally had the long promised (threatened?) shower!

10NISNE1 said...

Sad state of affairs over at Fisher-Price! A home office is one of the last things kids need right now! :(

Teena and Lala said...

That is a truly awful toy. Although, I did dream of owning a type-writer at the age of 4.
The poor falcon, so sad to see. Hopefully its remains won't be wasted and will be a good dinner for some local creature.

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
F-P and other such toy makers have always been about 'teaching' kids about life. Hence the toy typewriter I was given (Sorry T&L!), the science set... the home kitchen set...

Wow, to witness aerial combat was quite the start to the day - then cats as well. Hope Sophie snoozed well in the doorway after that. YAM xx