He Knows No Winter
He knows no winter he who loves the soil…
Adventures in growing our own food, raising livestock and beekeeping on less than one acre
Life and times chat, pondering the good life.
He knows no winter he who loves the soil…
The RSPB Big Birdwatch was coming up soon so we registered to take part and looked forward to focusing on the bird table and feeders for an hour to give us a better insight as to who exactly was coming to visit as well as to contribute to the national survey.
It’s a man thing….
I have always loved this little bird with its black and white plumage tinged with a delicate shade of pink, its dainty little features, its round little body with its tail, so long that it makes it look like one of those dongers that are used to beat out the notes on a xylophone and I am hungry to learn more.
2020 was a better year than you think
It is always an absolute tonic to me when signs of Spring appear and the reassurance of the green shoots of the early flowers reveal to us that they are waiting in the wings and ready to put on their show no matter what.
With livestock however comes a few responsibilities which can’t be escaped and our chicken pen has become due a good clean out, so we did venture out briefly to tackle that today.
We were also very pleased to see the return of a Great Spotted Woodpecker to our peanut feeder this morning too. Coincidentally it was only a couple of days ago we were discussing the fact we hadn’t seen him in a while.
I just came across this on the internet and thought I would share it with you. I think this is so talented.
Myself and Chelle have had some great winter walks on crisp frozen mornings and some very pleasant evenings in front of the fire too. The weather just feels kind of ‘right’ for January.