Cormorant at Budby Flash
As days go, it was much the same as many other days. We did the same thing we had done one Wednesday a month ago, and in a similar drifting fashion, We really should, as we also said last time, plan our Wednesdays better.
The only thing of note was that Julia was woken by a phone call. One of her clients is in trouble with the police. It woke me too, but I managed to fall asleep before the end of the conversation.
We went to the gardens to check on something Julia thought she might have forgotten to do on Tuesday, but she hadn’t. My life gets more and more like Alice in Wonderland. In this case, however, the label on the bottle would say “Drive Me“.
Cormorants
We also filled up with fuel, had a drive in the country (birch leaves are looking yellow in places and most fields seem to have been harvested) and had tea and cake. I continue to have poetic urges and was also able to give Julia a brief taster of my miniature medal presentation. I have the framework and now I need to finish the slides and photography before making the final notes and setting up the display stands. I should have time, but I know from experience that it just melts away.
Julia said the presentation was boring, but added that it wasn’t my presentation that was at fault, merely the subject. It is, I believe, good to have honesty in marriage, but not too much.
I am going to use Cormorants in the photos today, to balance up the swans from yesterday.
Cormorants at Clumber
Most of the fields in the valley here have been harvested as well, though there is still considerable agricultural dust in the air. The annual drought here turns many leaves yellow and brown before their time, and they slip away with the daylight hours.
Yes, in recent years we have noticed a lot of heat stress appearing in late summer so we are used to early yellow leaves too.
If I ever show something to Mrs T that I am going to talk about, I always end up cutting lots of it out. I dare say that she is usually right.
Wives make good editors. U suspect in Julia’s case it’s because she has discovered she can get away without listening to most of what I say.
We have cormorant here, too, and we are about sixty miles from the sea. Surely tea and cake must brighten any day, even one that begins with a phone call about a client in trouble with the law.
Yes, apart from a funeral tea I can’t think of a bad day that includes tea and cake.
Cormorants are one of those birds that seems to have spread. We see them in town sometimes – around Trent Bridge – they even perch on lamp posts to dry their wings and seem very much at home.
Retirement merges all days yet gives us time to differentiate. I like the cormorants
We have quite a few round here, despite being 80 miles from the sea. I’m sure that once I get the hang of it I will find plenty of variety in retirement. I already have a blood test, a flu jab and a trip to rheumatology booked for the autumn. 🙂