Good Morning


Waking up on a Sunday morning to find grey skies and rain, makes me feel like my two canna plants in their pots. They are the last remaining memory of a summer that was a little lost in building work, debris and a scaffolding. I usually have them on the sunny side of the  apartment, but this year there was no real sunny side, although it poked through now and again between the iron bars. However, it is now time for them to dry out so that I can deposit them in the nice cool cellar for the winter hibernation. My No. 1 son shifted them for me to the other side of the apartment where they are now protected from the rain showers under the porch roof. I will leave them another week to dry out and then they can be transported to winter quarters. It’s a miracle that they survived the summer. This side of the apartment has not yet been completed by the gardeners to restore it to normal, but they told me next week.

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My bird photos at the birdhouse this morning are a little to dark and dismal to show anything worth showing, but I at last managed to capture my magpies yesterday morning. This one had its beak stuffed full of bread pieces and was taking a rest in the tree opposite before flying back home for breakfast. It is always the crows and magpies that arrive first of all when I distribute the bread remainders, stuffing their beaks full of the goodies of the day. Afterwards the sparrows arrive for the crumbs.

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What I like about the magpies are their colourful constrasting feathers.

It looks like a very wet day today. Not raining in big drops, but the fine soaking rain that dampens the feelings. Mr. Swiss tells me it should be better by the evening, but it can only get better.

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This is another one of yesterday’s photos. I was sitting at the table in the kitchen and saw this little great tit land on my cat’s water bowl. It is almost like a waterimg hole in the jungle in my garden sometimes.

I have finished my Day of the Triffids book by John Wyndham and must say even the older books are really good. What to do when triffids begin to grow in your garden, take up their roots and walk – it is a problem expecially when the majority of the population of the earth have been struck blind. What I like about the story is that Wyndham does not say it was this or that, but gives little hints to guide you on the way. Was it the Russians that developed the triffids for cheap oils, was it a comet that brought about the blindness or a malicious satellite that went wrong when circling the earth. You can work it out yourself.  Just do not trust plants hiding in the hedge that might swipe you with their poisonous sting. Perhaps check at the local store for triffid weapons just in case.

And on this happy note I will leave you, also with a red sky from late yesterday afternoon which did brighten up the day a little. Take it easy, and do not stress, it is the week-end, time to party, or read a good book. Enjoy the day.

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6 thoughts on “Good Morning

  1. Oh, those sad cannas. Mine are just starting to grow with the rain. I need to divide and move them before they get going too much. The poor things do this in autumn. They start to grow, and then (sometimes) get frosted later in winter, and then start to grow again in spring.

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    • I have had these cannas at least five years, so no worry. They grow nicely and flower in Summer and when Autumn arrives they begin to recede. I no longer water them and eventually they retire to the nice cool cellar during the Winter months. In Spring I bring them back to the garden and they grow and flower again. At the moment they are sitting on the porch slowly drying out.

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  2. Love the magpies. I wish we had them. Such great coloring!

    We had a nice day today, but it’s supposed to pour all day tomorrow. Hopefully it’ll clear by weekend. Garry and I have been talking all day about all the sexual harassment allegations all over the U.S, Garry is going through a lot of thinking about the whole thing and we’ve had some interesting conversations. More talking today about things that are not personal than we’ve done in a long time. If nothing else, the political madness has certainly perked up our conversation.

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    • Magpies are really interesting and very talkative birds.

      It’s the same here with the harassment although I must be missing something in my life as I have never been harassed.


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