Tag Archives: Halloween

An Interest in Handicrafts

Things have been happening down in the garden – with preparations for various Autumn events.

The Day of the Dead Kitten is one example, as they get ready for Halloween. Halloween is a strange festival. When I was a child we used to hollow out turnips and swedes to use as lanterns and my grandparents used to talk about Mischief Night.

Now we carve Pumpkins and have the legalised extortion of Trick or Treat. And lots of plastic gimcrackery in the shops.

Another thng they have done is to make a perpetual calendar from the blocks they use to make pallets. This displays the date while Feathers McGraw from The Wrong Trousers looks on.

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The pallet calendar

 

He was built by one of the volunteers as an entry in a scarecrow festival and has now been donated to the gardens. He’s in the polytunnel because he’s too good to be left outside.

To complete the autumn handicrafts Julia has been making poppy brooches from beads and safety pins.

Poppy Brooch - beads and safety pins

Poppy Brooch – beads and safety pins

 

I’ll try to take a better picture over the next few days.

What we did next

So, what have we been doing apart from egg-based humour?

Well, we ate doughnuts, made Halloween masks, and I tried to take a photo of a green woodpecker through dirty triple glazing. The doughnuts and masks were successful. The photographs weren’t, as the glazing and dirt mess with the autofocus. When I went out to try for some clearer photos the woodpecker (a) hid and (b) flew away.

 

 

later I saw a kestrel perching on the brush shaft of the hooded youth statue. I got my camera, I switched it on…

…and got the Battery Empty message.

So I swapped batteries…

…and got the same result.

I then remembered that I hadn’t recharged them, because they’d run out late one day – too late to recharge at work and too stupid to remember once I got home. ┬áBah!

Can’t really complain though, as we got great views of kestrels and a buzzard perching by the roadside on the way to work. The buzzard was on a fence post along the new A46, perching at about eye level. We couldn’t have asked for a better view.

Later in the afternoon we cleared some beds, played a Dracula-themed snakes and ladders game (Julia kept winning) and finished off Monday’s biscuits. They had kept well, and we really should have left them a few days longer, but you know how it is.

I can vouch for most of my biscuit recipes lasting three days. If you ever find me vouching for them lasting longer, ask yourself why they are still not eaten.

At least, having seen two small falcons today, Julia was able to make a quip about the coming of night and the fact that we would be having Orkestrel Manoeuvres in the Dark.

Pop music puns can be tricky as they are sensitive to the age of those listening, but for those of us who remember the band, it’s a quality pun.