After
the mild weather we've been having recently, it seems to have made up
its mind that winter is on its way at last. Along with the heavy rain
this probably means that glowing autumn colour will soon be replaced by
dark bare branches.
As
we've been away, we've had to accept that the nuthatch
will get out of the habit of coming to the bird feeder but Barbara fills
the tray with sunflower hearts again this morning and by lunchtime it
is back feeding and it's still visiting in the gathering gloom at 4.30
pm.
A new arrival next door: a small chihuahua called Purdie.
In her four years, Purdie has appeared at Crufts a couple of times.
Behind
the pubs at either end of Horbury Bridge - the Ship Inn and the Bingley
Arms - there's work to be done to transform two piles of assorted broken
wooden chairs, wardrobes, pallets and other woody debris into roaring
bonfires. At the Ship they've had to hire a skip to dispose
of the non-burnable rubbish, notably several mattresses, that always gets
dumped when an opportunity like this presents itself.
As
one festival starts, another has just ended; a homemade Halloween
mask, a ghoul made of thin sponge sheeting lies discarded by the filling
station.
A
Bonfire Weekend
After
the mild weather we've been having recently, it seems to have made up
its mind that winter is on its way at last. Along with the heavy rain
this probably means that glowing autumn colour will soon be replaced by
dark bare branches.
As
we've been away, we've had to accept that the nuthatch
will get out of the habit of coming to the bird feeder but Barbara fills
the tray with sunflower hearts again this morning and by lunchtime it
is back feeding and it's still visiting in the gathering gloom at 4.30
pm.
A new arrival next door: a small chihuahua called Purdie.
In her four years, Purdie has appeared at Crufts a couple of times.
Behind
the pubs at either end of Horbury Bridge - the Ship Inn and the Bingley
Arms - there's work to be done to transform two piles of assorted broken
wooden chairs, wardrobes, pallets and other woody debris into roaring
bonfires. At the Ship they've had to hire a skip to dispose
of the non-burnable rubbish, notably several mattresses, that always gets
dumped when an opportunity like this presents itself.
As
one festival starts, another has just ended; a homemade Halloween
mask, a ghoul made of thin sponge sheeting lies discarded by the filling
station.