Who threw that?

The crazy world of the "Ice water bucket challenge"  reached the crazy world of Lynsey last week.

Enjoy,

I think she did it with style. ( but the writing on her onesie said it all as well).

Until the next time...

What will be will be.

The last few days in the garden have been quiet, there has been the usual visitors,



A young Starling

A couple of Sparrows

and


A young Great Spotted Woodpecker

My time yesterday and today has been taken up sorting out my computer. I upgraded to a new programme,  what should have been an easy job turned into a major overhaul. I am pleased to say I have now finished. The only thing I am not pleased about is that to put my iPhotos back on I will have to pay for a new version that is going to cost me about £10.99
Oh well never mind if I want it I will have to pay for it you don't get anything for nothing do you?

I came across a quote today while looking on Google+ it made me smile because it summed up how I felt about parts of my life,

So I suppose it's a case of  "que sera sera".

Until the next time...

An introduction...

Tony my Mum and I all went to Barnsley yesterday to see the baby.
Joanne and Christopher looked like proud parents and Kiera was fussing like a good big sister should.
The two boys were busy upstairs so we never saw them, however they did both shout thank you when Keira took the loom up to them that Lynsey had sent.(something to do with this loom craze what ever it is.)

So now to introduce you to Logan,

Isn't he a beautiful boy, I was going to say little boy but at 8lb 11oz he is not that little!




Then of course we have to show the  proud mum and dad.

I bet there was an awww! moment in there somewhere.


Until the next time...

A new family member

This morning I was woken up at 3:23am by a text from Chris, my son.
It read "morning on our way to hospital will keep u up to date xxxx".
This was letting me know that his girlfriend had gone into labour.
I received another text at 4:09am which read "he's here".
So that was a quick labour, I sent a text back with congratulations and asked if mum and baby were ok. What did he weigh? I asked. About 20 minutes later I found out he weighed 8lbs 11oz. The baby is called "Logan".
So I now have an equal balance of grandchildren. Autumn and Logan by Christopher and Olivia and Aron by Emma. Two of each is just fine so no more now thank you.
Tomorrow we will be going to meet the baby, I am looking forward to that.


A quick garden update,

The garden is still very quiet at the moment, except for the Magpies who are finding new ways to manage to take the peanuts from the feeders.

Until the next time...

A visit from a young Sparrow Hawk.

Today we went to York car boot sale, the first time for a while due to the weather.
I bought a skirt, a book, a necklace with matching earrings and a 99 ice cream cone.
By the time we got home my back was aching, my purse was empty and I was badly in need of a cup of tea.
I settled down with a book and a pot of tea, (spices and mint) hoping that my back would stop hurting soon. I had just got nicely settled when Tony came into the room, speaking very quietly. " do you want to come and photograph the sparrow hawk with its latest kill? ) I jumped up collected my camera from the bedroom went into the kitchen. Outside in the garden sat a young sparrow hawk, I think it was a female. She sat eating her kill looking round to make sure nothing was creeping up to take it off her. She seemed very nervous and unsure of what to do. Tony said he could hear a sound that could have been a parent bird close by watching to make sure the young bird had killed and eaten with no problems.

I don't know what the sparrow hawk had killed, it didn't leave enough for us to find out either.

Until the next time...

Squirrel mischief

The squirrel appeared on the fence sniffing the air for food. 

Then he saw me,

He stopped and lay down

He looked so innocent laying there, like butter wouldn't melt...

I turned my back for a moment, when I looked again he was gone.

I looked around the garden he was nowhere to be seen. He wasn't up the tree on the squirrel seat, he wasn't at the nutboxes. Where on earth could he be?

Then I heard a noise coming from over the fence!

I crept up to the fence and looked over the top, there he was, not so innocent are you now master squirrel!

There he was in one of Margaret's planters again.

Digging away fast as he could, burying a peanut.

He shot out of the planter and ran when he saw me watching him.

Underneath the gate back into our garden

Where he stood trying to look all innocent again.

You don't fool me young squirrel, I know your games. Margaret will be very cross when she see's that you have been again!





I am still looking through some of the photo's I took in Scotland, I came across these two. The photo's are really quite bad but I like the content.

The morning we set off home, we saw this young fox running down the road in front of us. Really it was more like skipping, it skipped from one side of the road to the other, jumping high into the air. The fox knew we were there but just did not care. The light was bad, the fox was moving very quickly so I could not get a decent shot but I like these any way.

Until the next time...

Today is Yorkshire Day.

Today is the first of August, which means it is

"YORKSHIRE DAY"

So in honour of that here is a poem to mark the day,

I Am Yorkshire 

I'm five million people, who always aim to please,

I'm a Yorkshire pudding, I'm Wensleydale cheese,

I'm a cup of Yorkshire Tea, I am John Smiths Ales,

I'm mysterious windswept moors, I'm delightful dales,

I'm a reet odd-un me, I even have a phrase book,

I'm fond of saying 'There's brass where there's muck',

I'm the famous ferret that acted impolitely,

I'm the one the ferret bit, the late Richard Whiteley,

I'm the Humber Bridge, I am Castle Howard,

I'm Whitby's Dracula and victims I've devoured,

I'm Emmerdale Farm, I am David Hockney,

I'm gladly not EastEnders – who would be a cockney?

I'm Sir Michael Parkinson, I'm Dame Judi Dench,

I'm Scarborough fish n chips eaten on a bench,

I'm the Spa Bridlington, art deco tour de force,

I'm the great St Leger, hail Doncaster Racecourse,

I'm The Yorkshire Regiment, sweating blood and tears,

I'm an NYMR steam train, chugging through its gears,

I'm a history maker: Amy Johnson aviator,

I'm Dick Turpin highwayman, I'm Guy Fawkes, the traitor,

I'm William Wilberforce, doer of great deeds,

I'm the Good Old Days at City Varieties, Leeds,

I'm Top Of The Pops, definitely, not maybe,

I'm The Human League and Don't You Want Me Baby,

I'm well known for offering a friendly open hand,

I'm the place where aliens would mostly like to land,

I'm lights, camera, action at the National Media Museum,

I'm so very many things, why don't you come and see 'em,

I am always up for fun – I'm naked if you want me,

Indeed, I'm the Calendar Girls and I am The Full Monty!

by Michael Wood





A quick garden update,
The squirrels have not been seen much, but I have noticed a few butterflies flitting around the garden. I managed to catch one,

HOLLY BLUE

(I think it is a female second generation.)

HOLLY BLUE

Oh and one more thing before I go, today is special for another reason,
Bassman99, my big brother was born today ?? years ago. Happy birthday, XXX

Until the next time...