Natural highs and lows

Hmmm, the Blogtober Five? Would that be a plucky group of teenage diarists, up to high jinks and spiffing adventures, or a devious gang of anti-grammarian word terrorists, hellbent on misspelling their way to infamy? But I digress, so now back to 50+mph westerly winds (forecasted) and horizontal rain (not so forecasted). This morning I popped down into Stromness to get the messages*, which involved visiting a gift shop and a chemist, with the trip allowing a few moments of natural history along the way. Not far from the pier and at the back of the Ferry Inn, there's a wall which is covered in tiny ferns of several species. I am always fascinated by wild plants in an urban setting**, but it has been Blogtober which has made me stop and look properly (apologies to any owners of parked cars who wondered what the heck I was doing with my nose pressed against the wall and with two rolls of wrapping paper under an arm). I do not have a dedicated guide to ferns, mosses and the like, but I...

In a change to the advertised programme in this morning's schedules, the usual Rooks were replaced by Jackdaws and a few Rock Doves. It is dreich outside, with persistent showers lasting through the day. All thoughts of a bit of gardening or a pleasant stroll have dissolved in favour of the cosy indoors. Megan's dad came over for the evening last night, as her mum is away south at a sisters' gathering. She's not taken religious vows (unless it is to imbibe red wine), rather she has three siblings. So this morning was quite a lazy affair as we eased ourselves into the day. As lunchtime approached, the general consensus coalesced around eating something warm and nourishing. Megan was of the opinion that it was about time for homemade soup season to begin, and busied herself with producing a cauliflower and broccoli soup, which will last for several days. With a sprinkling of grated Cheddar cheese and black pepper, it was just what was needed. Another sign of the year turn...

Today, I have definitely peaked too soon. It was my turn to start first with Wordle, our go-to word game of a morning. My chosen opening word did not trouble the paint palette at all, no yellow or green letters. Megan rolled her eyes at my ineptitude and typed in her favoured second line, scoring exactly one yellow letter (used in the word, but not in that location). With only another four lines to play with, it was looking grim for our chances. Perusing the 16 letters which remained unused, I eventually realised that there were actually very few word options, at least within my vocabulary. So, hoping that I wouldn’t end up on the wrong end of an American spelling, I entered the only word I could think of. Everything else has been downhill from there. Today is also the test day for non-laptop blog posting in preparation for travelling light. I haven’t tried posting from my iPhone ever, but I do recall laboriously tippy-tappying away, many moons ago, in another time and place, on a tiny...

The above photograph was taken around about dawn as I was wandering through to the kitchen, bleary-eyed, to sort out breakfast for Mocha the cat and a mug of tea for myself. As yet, I did not know that I would be attempting Blogtober. The end of September had seen 50+mph winds from the south, which meant that the beginning of October has Autumn on speed-dial. Today, in surprisingly pleasant weather, I finished giving the front lawn its only cut of the year, as all the wildflowers have now set seed. It was, however, noticeable that the year is inexorably turning, with plenty of evidence from our neighbour's trees decorating parts of our garden: Rowan berries, Sycamore keys and a pair of pine cones. There's an off-putting festive vibe to those photos! In the rockery, the Big Geranium (technical horticultural term) is still in bloom, providing nectar for some Honey Bees, whilst in the background, a solitary Sedum was hosting several White-tailed Bumblebees and a Red Admiral butter...

Natural Highs and Lows has never really considered a whole month of daily blogging, and as recently as yesterday, October 1st, that was still the case. Then, this morning, I began reading the latest blog series from B at Coastal Ripples , who has to be said is an absolute star of the genre, regularly delivering a month's worth of relatable content from her corner of the Blogosphere. So when she ended her post with " a quick peruse of blogs to see if anyone else is keeping me company this October",  I initially thought, "Ah, but it's the 2nd now, so not much point." Then it occurred to me that I did take a scenic photograph yesterday, so perhaps I could sneak in a short 'first of the month' post, followed by a more leisurely one for today.  So here we are, showing a bit of Blogger solidarity, and dipping my toe in the tidal waters of daily blogging. My third thought centred on the fact that there's a short holiday in the offing, and would I be abl...

[Searches through the "Pictures" folder on my computer...] Hmm, not a single photo since my last blogpost nearly two weeks ago.  September has been much busier than the previous two months, which is good news from the point of view of keeping Mocha in Dreamies, Megan in Shiraz and a very old Volvo in diesel. Although maybe less so from a natural history perspective. [Considers that thought...] However, if I look back through my diary, I'm sure I could probably unearth some precious jewels from the nuts and bolts of a working life. Oddly, the simple act of driving to and fro between home and wherever I am working that day does generate more raptor sightings than if I had to choose a particular location to spot a bird of prey. Most of the Hen Harriers I see are from behind the wheel, as I pootle along the archipelago's roads. Other drive-by raptors include Sparrowhawk, Kestrel and Buzzard, as the birds hunt along verges and in roadside fields. Whilst actually at work, ...