I’ve been watching the blackbirds come up to the rhubarb patch near the backdoor recently and each time rued the lack of camera to hand. They’ve been such a joy to watch as they scurry across the garden and head for the sesame seeds I put on the ground for them.
Then by chance, I had my phone beside me whilst having breakfast this morning and a female blackbird decided to make an appearance. At first, she pecked the snow lightly covering the ground but it wasn’t long before she took the plunge.
Yes, the seeds were still there and she enthusiastically tossed the snow and soil aside, looking for her own breakfast.
Meanwhile, I’ve been under my own blanket, only this time it’s one that I’m crocheting. And as it gets bigger it does indeed keep me warm. Minus 3 is the coldest it’s been for a few years, so I’m particularly glad of this hobby.
It also resulted in an unexpected conversation with a fellow crocheter on the bus when I was coming home from work. How much nicer than being stuck in a car during rush hour!