I thought it was a parrot, but it could be a fish
I thought it was a parrot, but it could be a fish
The look a bit bedraggled, but I am sure they recovered.
As the farmer came around the corner the crows almost got into panic. Their quiet organised life on the wheat fields was being threatened. They used to be able to hop around picking up insects and even having a peck on what was growing, although that was not the farmer’s intention. After ploughing the field and planting the corn (a noisy machine was the crows impression) the corn had grown to a suitable crow sized beak full and now in one day it was all being removed.
“Caw, look at that, a real murder of good stuff if I ever saw it.”
“No, boss, the murder are we but no problem. The bits and pieces are falling back onto the field, so what could be better.”
“Of course, let’s go for an investigation, if it woke us up, then there will definitely be a few beetles and other tasty insects to feed on that have also been disturbed in their underground munching sessions.”
And so the crows did a call out and they all came flocking together.
“But where’s the corn.”
“Boss, who needs corn, when the bugs and grubs and worms have all been disturbed by the noise, this is great.”
“Ok, but don’t caw with your mouth full, it is bad manners and I cannot understand you.”
And so the crows made the most of the feast.
“Just a minute where did that lot come from, they ain’t crows.”
“No we are not crows, but there is no notice on this field saying “For crows only, so out the way, the first ones are the quickest.”
There was a small disagreement, but the crows won as always. You just don’t mess with a crow. Things calmed down and the harvested wheat was organised into neat bundles on the field, the table was laid and the various birds made the most of it, before it disappeared.
Eventually everything was quiet, not a caw or other bird squeak could be heard, they were all busy digesting the unexpected feast on the laid table. The farmer had finished his job and would be back to collect the harvest. “Every year the same excitement” he thought. As soon as I appear with my tractor there is one big kerfuffle in the air and then they settle on the field to see what is left for them.
“Look boss, the farmer is going.”
“OK murder, carry on and don’t forget to bring something back to the nest for the babies. And let us not forget, next year: same time and same place.”
Not a tornado, we do not have them in Switzerland, but a gathering of storm clouds yesterday evening as the night was falling on us. It was nothing really special, although if we had known what the weather was planning, we would not have bothered to water the garden, but we did. During the night I heard a few apologies for thunder and it rained most of the time. I did not really mind, I was safe and comfortable in my bed.
So now is the problem what to tell you all. I spent a quiet golden oldie day at home yesterday: had no interest in going anywhere, I was just too tired and wanted to spend some time with my computer
However thanks to the visit of son No. 2 last week I now have a few more interesting apps on my telephone. His interests are many, and some he shares with me. I know there is an app for flights, as a matter of fact if we saw everything that was flying above our heads in the sky we would ask if there was still room. Now I have an app called Flightradar 24 and it shows me every plane and helicopter that is circling over my head during the day, even gliders.
We are the blue dot in the top right corner marking Solothurn. If I click on a plan I get a photo from the plane type, from where it is coming, where it is going to and the times of departure and landing at the airports. Not only official flights, but also helicopters and private jets, as well as gliders, are on the map. It covers the whole world and now I realise what a small world it is. Every time I now hear a plane above I do not have to see it, probably too high in the sky. At the moment Münich-Santiago is flying above and a plane from Frankfurt is heading to land at Geneva. There is also a flight from the Swiss Flying Club, a small Aquilla A210 heading for Zürich.
I also have a Skyview app for the night sky and its objects, but will save that one for another time. I even paid two Swiss Francs for a special addition of satellites, so thanks son.
Today we were going out for lunch, but have now decided to take it easy at home. We are not eating so much at the moment and I have enough in the fridge to stop us starving until tomorrow. I think this is the laziest day I have had for a long while. I did not stop hugging my bed until 8.30 this morning, and that only because I had to visit a certain place.
My buddleia has, in the meanwhile, unfolded her flowers and many. Last year it got a little lost in the building site we had. I will now crawl around the apartment with my Dyson and spend the time doing what I want to do, the privilege of the golden oldie groupies. I do not think I will be going anywhere today, but who knows. My wheelchair is fully loaded and ready to take me places.
Have a great Sunday everyone and if you do not feel like it, then do not do it. There is always tomorrow or the day after.
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