A wet Bank Holiday Monday

What does one do on such a day? I sit in the conservatory and watch a myriad of house sparrows on the lawn devouring yesterday's scattered seed, accompanied by some sprinting blackbirds, a couple of magpies, a woodpigeon and rather a large, seemingly lonely, carrion crow which seems to have lost its way, but waits for me every day in the branches of a nearby tree before it glides expertly on its massive black wings, on to the lawn, causing all other birds to seek the shelter of the garden hedge. In fact I quite like him / or her. How does one tell the difference?

Shots of S.Y.G.

Swn y Gwynt in springtime

Day 1 Sunday, 29th. May

This Blog is now about 1 hour old. So far, no takers! I get the distinct feeling that I will have to wait quite a while.
I am under instruction with very little to tell you.
The rats are now contained i.e., dead, as my tally is 15. If I could sell them I could make a fortune.

Welcome to my new Blog

I shall report from this site on a regular (annual!) basis.