We don’t hang bird feeders any longer due to the risk of spreading disease, but in the days when I did, we were visited by opportunistic red squirrels. They joined the mourning doves on the ground, scavanging for dropped seeds, but had the advantage of being able to climb the pole to get direct access. This was taken in April one year. It’s another few months until we see the Spring, but it will come. Have a lovely day, friends! She features on my Wildlife Gallery.
It’s a day for a cheerful flower post, though admittedly out of season. Let this little patch of wild asters that have braved the odds to flourish at the edge of a parking lot be one spot of joy in your day, wherever you are, my friends. Why the car tire in the shot? Doesn’t this show the possiblity of finding beauty in the most unlikely places and how quickly the natural world reclaims a spot to start to spread and take over from the drab concrete around?
My flower gallery contains lots of beauty, if you want to see more floral joy.
Our wedding was informal as you can see here. It’s probably not usual for the groom to play in the band at his own wedding, but for us it seemed perfectly natural as music brought us together, in sessions like this one. Not a great photo but good times.
Musicians were – Steven, melodeons; Mike, keyboards and vocals; Garry, bones and bodhran and Don guitar and vocals. Sadly, both Mike and Don have died, but we have our memories of happy times together. If you don’t know Don’s music, (or if you do) you can hear a track “The Sun and the Moon” here.
It’s hard to believe that this young couple is us, 42 years ago today. There’s been a lot of water under all kinds of bridges since then, but we have sailed, paddled, rowed, poled and occasionally motored along them together all the way. Yes, we’ve had to use buckets to bail at times, but we always managed to stay afloat because we had each other. Thanks for all these wonderful years, Steven.