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Social distancing, bird style.
I wish I could take a snapshot of the smell of cut grass, but some things don& #39;t translate.
No! Wrong! Have you not seen the signs?
That& #39;s more like it. Don& #39;t think I didn& #39;t see you crowding together before I took the shot, though.
Did you know a swan can break a man& #39;s arm with its wing if he jogs irresponsibly close to it?
It& #39;s their track now.
*cough*
Have you lost a dog?
Some Easters you get snow. This Easter, of course, we get a heatwave.
Seen today: a woman with a bust of Nefertiti tattooed on the back of her calf; two police officers on horses telling people to get exercising; a couple of guys flagellating their naked torsoes with their tops; a man filming on his phone...
... and a smartly dressed woman in pale pink giving what sounded like sound advice to someone over the phone about their ex-husband& #39;s harassment.
Happy Easter!
Babies!
I like seeing people let their dogs off the leash right next to the sign telling them not to do that almost as much as I like seeing people feed the ducks bread right next to the sign telling them not to do that either.
Who put bulls& #39; heads and garlands up all this street like ancient altars? I love it.
Highway robbery, but on people with tiny white brown-eared kittens in carriers.
People do such peculiar things under the guise of personal fitness training.
Cheering broke out as baby finally made it through the fence. This gosling and its sibling are twice the size of the rest, so either they hatched significantly earlier or they& #39;re Secret Swans.
Planning to celebrate the end of a maddeningly long, drawn-out project this weekend by writing short fiction (!).
Seen today: too many topless men, a young woman in a splendid feathery bonnet, and a pair of geese who got all hissy when I asked if they were bringing up Secret Swans, although I feel the public has a right to know.
New gang on the block.
You turn your back for a few days and suddenly baby becomes an ostrich.
Nature is returning. And by Nature I mean Park Services.
Look at baby, all grown up with real feathers.
Who could have guessed that thunder might presage rain? Certainly not I.
View from a desk.
The other day I realised the new phone& #39;s camera has a focus function, which was very exciting.
Oh no. They& #39;re back.
If I can& #39;t go on holiday, at least I can wear my holiday hat and sandals to the park.
Also delighted to announce I have wiped out my watch tan. Now I have a tan that stops an inch above my elbows, like evening gloves.
Today& #39;s theme is green and gold.
Achievement: stalked a magpie until it went and hit behind some nettles.
I have questions.
Guess it& #39;s a Gorgon day.
Brand new babies (and extremely anxious new parents).
I did not realise we had parakeets all the way up here. You live and learn.
Nature is... getting strange.
Mood.
People are boating on the boating lake! The running track is open again! The geese are OUTRAGED.
Mood: suddenly obsessed with monitoring my heart rate.
Another Mediterranean-flavoured day.
An evening visitor.
My, how we& #39;ve grown.
The outdoor gyms are open again and all the men have got their tops off. And I mean all of them.
Hiking trip (sort of).
All spring it felt like summer and now it feels suddenly like autumn.
I& #39;m fascinated by these little works of public art the spiders put on for us. And for others.
Also I wish I could snap the scent of this.
Thought for the day: "Wow, I hope I remembered to order more mango sorbet."
Other things I cannot snap pics of include what 35 degrees C feels like when you& #39;re not on holiday.
