RDP Sunday: Packrat

Here he is. Not a rat, but a mouse. I suspected he was there after finding obvious traces and hearing a suspicious scratching. Luckily it was not a pack but just one mouse, or was it two. Difficult to say as they look alike. Naturally silly me got sympathetic for this little mouse in my garden cupboard and was feeding him with bird food. I could not have a starving mouse in my cupboard. I also put out food hoping he would appear and I could shoot a few photos.

I took a few photos of course and here he is in his full mouse glory. This was 2-3 years ago. One day he left probably because I stopped feeding him. This was not such an organised mouse and left quite a mess behind him.

RDP Sunday: Packrat

Good Evening

As usual I am beginning my evening with the morning view of sunrise. It was just too good not to share with everyone – at least I thought so. I visited Mr. Swiss this afternoon and he was particularly grumpy and annoying. I wonder if I will get like that when I get older. He does nothing all day except lay on the bed and wallow in self pity. Although he was in the common room this afternoon having a coffee when I arrived. His first comment was that I was an hour later than usual. I pointed to my iPhone and showed him that I was not late. He muttered something about his phone showing the wrong time, which of course was not the case. On the way home I was early so decided to take the path through the northern part of our village around the castle for some bright scenery to put me in a good mood again.

Everything was looking so fresh and bright in the sunshine. I did not get near to our Castle Waldegg as I did not want to climb the hill, but saw it at a distance.

It was good to get out and enjoy the landscape. and see that slowly the trees are waking up from their Winter sleep.

There were quite a few people taking a walk in the village and enjoying the weather. It certainly put me in a good mood, which I needed.

I was hoping to capture some chicken photos, but I only heard them in the distance and I did not want to go too far. However I saw the sign at the farm that there were fresh eggs being sold. I eventually made my way home along the path from the castle. If you look in the distance you can see our estate where I live.

After crossing the road I arrive at our path where I can make my way to our underground garage where I park my scooter.

And here is our castle in all its glory. It is surrounded by farmland and it seems the farmer has already begun to prepare the ground for the crops. At last the dark dreary days of Winter are gone and life is returning to our village.