On the 31st of May, Rory Atlas Denson was born. Another grandson! He is a delightful infant, full of smiles. He sleeps well, eats well and thinks the ceiling fan is the greatest thing ever.
I have had a whole bunch of work related drama . . . which I will not go into. I do however, have plenty of time to write on the blog now.
The birds have had a hard year as well. I have noticed that the sparrow bounty we enjoyed last year has not been repeated. There are far fewer sparrows. No visits from jays, redpolls OR red squirrels.
We haven't seen a red squirrel since January. Please compare and contrast these two photos. One is from this blog in 2006 and the other was taken this morning.
There are far fewer swallows this year. We have picked up three dead fledglings in the shed over the summer. The summer has been rough for a lot of birds. Too wet and cold.
When walking I looked over the blackberry patch. The berries are still hard and green. Some parts of the patch still have blossom instead of berries. It looks as though nothing will ripen before the frost comes.