Yesterday our juvenile robin was perching within a foot of me as I was potting up a large stick, putting his head on one side and hopping about. I dont know if he understood what I was chatting to him about, but I think we were both content with the arrangement.
Potting up a stick, you ask? Are you mad? Quite possibly, but that's another story. The stick is a two inch thick piece of what I think is an Indian Bean Tree next door that fell off in the storms about a year ago. It was a nice straight branch, so we cut off the ends and put it in the shed and forgot it. Yesterday I noticed it was shooting from several nodes so I thought, what the hell, let's plant it and see what it does.
|The waterfall behind the wildlife pond|
The pump that feeds the waterfall stopped working when I filled up the stand-alone reservoir. I had to take some of the waterfall apart and access the pump under the pebbles to give it a knock to start it going again. Very high tech here, we are. When I lifted up the stone covering the outlet pipe, there was a half grown frog sat there happily. He didn't want to move so before I put the stone back I had to give him a gentle push with my finger before he would hop away.