The day is bright and sunny, but a bit on the chilly side and we’ve had a frost because the car is white.
Bin collection today and as I type, the guys are doing the rounds. In all the time we have been here, we have not known them miss one. We nod and wave as we thank them and say to keep safe. It’s one of the many things we take for granted and for those doing the job, a pretty thankless task.
The meters have been read and no issues, though we are up on both energy and water this week, but not by loads. It always fluctuates anyway and in comparison to this time last year, our consumption is actually down. The winter has been mild so far, but we think that harder times are on their way.
Watching the birds in the garden this morning as I was doing my exercises raised a smile. Portly and Breast are still in attendance, together with a couple of others and in the past have given us major chuckles as they try to get their fat bodies into our tiny bird table house.
When we replenish the feeder, we always scatter some seed on the roof, inside and around the floor to encourage the little birds. We have seen these two practically throwing themselves at it as they can’t get the dynamics right to gracefully fly in or balance, but today one had it sussed and was contentedly tucking in.
You can just see the mesh cone Hubby put in place to deter any rats and one pigeon has discovered that it’s just the right height for him to stretch his neck to the feeder. Not prepared to share, he fluttered his stand and the others had to make do with whatever fell out onto the floor. We have other feeders up too with little perches and the starlings in particular are keen on the fat balls.
I miss the variety that came into the cottage garden, but we have some regular visitors and they are always a pleasure to see.