Wednesday 9 April 2014

Down in the garden


Down in the garden,

Squirrel was sitting on the fence, watching me putting out the seeds and nuts.






He knew it wouldn't be long before I went back into the shed. Then he could race down grab a hazelnut and shoot off without me seeing him.




This is it he thought, she has gone inside, nows my chance. Squirrel looked round quickly and jumped down from the fence.





He ran across the patio, then dashed to the nutbox, pulled out a monkey nut and back to the fence.






She never saw me move! The only trouble was he had eaten that nut and he was so hungry he wanted another.
He looked around no-one was to be seen, she must be still in the shed. So again squirrel ran down the fence.







He ran all the time watching out for movement from the shed. He didn't see any so he carried on down the fence and back towards the nutbox.





Then he stopped in his tracks! What the... how had she done it, When did she come out of the shed?






Squirrel was not impressed, he had not seen her move from the shed into the greenhouse, but move she had.






Squirrel went back to sitting on the fence, trying to work out how he had missed her moving.
 He really needed to pay more attention instead of just thinking about hazelnuts.





Oh and thats all we need squirrel thought that show off Mr Woodpecker with his bright red bum. The male Great Spotted Woodpecker is a beauty, he visits quite often but the female visits more. Neither of them stay long




                                                                   

                                                                        Time to fly.



What was that? 

The robin landed as the woodpecker left, he wasn't quite sure who had just flown past.


                                                                                                                                                                                    Robin just wanted to know when his next batch of live mealworms are coming, he has to impress the mrs somehow.






Until the next time...

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