Monday, 29 March 2010
Sunday, 28 March 2010
Wednesday, 24 March 2010
Wednesday, 17 March 2010
Has Spring failed? Not quite. In fact when we looked back over Spot's private archives going back to 2000, several Springs have been like this, although never so dry. And if you are wondering how long a sparrow might stay on a feeder full of peanuts larger than the mesh, I know a man who has an answer.
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
Monday, 15 March 2010
the pack bravely crossing the mighty Inny. On the other side there were some unusual signs of much grubbing around, including areas of grass stripped off. These look suspiciously like the activities of escaped pigs or even possibly wild boars, which were released from a farm not far from us a few years ago. On the other side of the bank we found this large pawprint, definitely not a horse, and big for the small deer that live in the woods locally ... but not obviously with dew claws like a boar (see this link for an interesting guide to field signs of wild boar).
the daffodils on the hill up to the village have been out since December (because of the mixture of early and late varieties). In the distance to the right the Temple is visible (see earlier photo) watched over by the large dairy herd.
Sunday, 14 March 2010
Saturday, 13 March 2010
last night's fiery sunset, and some fresh scarlet elf cups from this morning's walk. People are saying that this Spring will be very exuberant because the cold has delayed most plants and everything will come into flower at once. Elf cups appear in late winter and early Spring. Tomorrow we might go in search of the purple toothwort
Thursday, 11 March 2010
one of the stranger consequences of this long cold dry period is that everything has turned a light brown. Normally at this time of year (and all year) Cornwall is a rich vivid green. But no grass is growing yet, and the landscape looks as if Nature has taken to painting in watercolours. The sun is still quite low in the sky and in the morning and evening the world around us has taken on a novel hue.
For the last couple of weeks a pair of jackdaws have taken to sitting in a fir tree overlooking our garden. One of them is making a sound like a creaking branch or a very rough purr. I can't find any reference to this call but I assume it is a love poem. They are very interesting birds.
Monday, 8 March 2010
the male wrens are chirping away very vigorously, and are often very hard to see in the hedges and thickets. As the link says they have very loud voices for such diminutive birds. I also like the idea (probably due to my lack of classical education) that they are the cave dwellers' cave dweller.
Sunday, 7 March 2010
it has been a very sunny but chilly day. For a change we went for a walk at Seaton. There was not much to see just yet but it is a very pretty wooded valley and a popular place to walk the dogs on a Sunday morning. And every one was happy and smiling.