Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts

Sunday, 11 March 2012

Wrapped in Warmth... at Last

 
Doesn't the sun, blue skies and warmth just make you feel a whole load better? The picture above is looking toward the south bank of the River Humber this afternoon. Welcome to new follower Peter Rubinstein. I don't know anything about you Peter, but you are very welcome anyway. The flowers are late and sparse in the garden this year which is a little disappointing but the daffodils are out on the grass verges, the the buds are showing quite clearly in the bushes and some of the trees. Indeed, I've noticed cherry blossom around although my cherry tree is nowhere near producing yet.

The fish in the ponds are eating wheatgerm now, pretty low protein stuff, nothing too rich - it just gets them going and I've decided to put some salt in the water in the next couple of weeks to aid their health. 

Normally as you know, I'm a fairly positive person, glass half full - that sort of thing, but last night we had some Norwegian smoked haddock and I am so disappointed.  Our normal smoked haddock from the supermarkets (we don't have a fishmonger round us) is yellow. This is from a dye I understand rather than a true smoking unless anyone can tell me different.  This Norwegian haddock is just off white (see the picture below) and did not have a strong odour, even when cooking which is quite a refreshing change. I cooked it for exactly the same time, around five minutes in gentle simmering water and it tasted of - nothing. It was meaty and flaked beautifully but was without any taste, so much so, my two lads who loved smoked haddock couldn't eat it and it took me years to get them to eat fish.


Next time I guess it will be okay in a kedgeree, a recipe I've seen the Hairy Bikers (TV chefs for those who don't know) use with rice and eggs and a touch of optional spiciness, normally a breakfast dish. Kedgeree was introduced to the UK by the way of returning colonials from India in Victorian times, but the recipe goes back to around 1340.

You live and learn. I was sat in the garden this afternoon enjoying the sun and the cat playing around my feet with twigs - she's still like a kitten sometimes. I saw a huge bird of prey swirling in circles up above us climbing high on the thermals and I have little idea what it was but we do have red kites in the area, what a magnificent sight. I just couldn't capture a photograph of it. Talking of birds, although the crows are now nesting in trees nearby that they have never used before, which is a delightful sight, the little birds have not used the bird boxes as they have in past years although there seem to be plenty of the little fellows around.  Perhaps there's still plenty of time. 


I did notice today that the grass will almost certainly need a high cut imminently; the first of the year. I know this is strange, but I love cutting the grass, not only is it exercise, but the fresh air and the resulting look to the garden is very satisfying indeed. 

I'm back to the healthy eating and exercise will follow very shortly. I'm not using the 'D' word any more (of or relating to a food regimen designed to promote weight loss in a person) and after a fortnight - I already feel better.  Thanks to my friends for their encouragement. I must mean it this time - there are biscuits and chocolate goodies around the huge office I now work in and so far, I've resisted it all.

I hope you've had a great weekend and have a safe and successful week ahead!

Chat soon

Ta-ra.

Saturday, 1 October 2011

Warm Again!


Welcome to October and welcome to the weekend. In the bulk of the UK (I'm in the north east) it's been an unseasonably hot day and Gravesend in the south hit 29.9 Celsius today, an all time record for October. 

I said 'white rabbit' three time in the early hours of the morning to greet October and give me luck for the month. The picture on the top is the cat fast asleep on his head in the dappled sunshine.



The picture above is an insect we see quite a lot at this time of the year (about half an inch long) and I have no idea what it is. What is remarkable is when you magnify the head end, blimey what a creature! Anyone know what it is please let me know.


Enjoy the rest of the weekend.

Chat soon

Ta-ra

Saturday, 14 August 2010

A Loveliness of Ladybirds

The cats have started to be allowed to venture into the garden. Their first tentative steps on wet grass was quite amusing, they didn't like it and ended up like dressage horses prancing up and down trying to find the patio.

They are getting more adventurous. Jack is the climber and has climbed most of the larger shrubs and smaller trees and thank goodness, he got himself down too. Jill, pictured above, found the fish pond in pretty quick time and she liked the waterfall upon which she is sat.

The plague of greenfly that everyone was talking about has come to a temporary stop while the weather suddenly dropped ten degrees and the rains came (at last). People at work have also been talking about there being no ladybirds about. Well, I was deadheading my dahlias today and found a whole loveliness of them (what a wonderful collective noun) feeding on the black fly. Great to see. In fact the whole garden is full of them.

I hope you are enjoying the weekend.

Chat soon

Ta-ra

Friday, 23 July 2010

Purrfect Mewsic

Let me say right from the start of this blog that I am not animal mad. Mad? yes, an animal? not any more, animal-mad? definitely not.

Nevertheless, the household routine has descended to a temporary stutter while two new additions to the family are slowly introduced into our lives. And, like the rest I've been mesmerised by their antics and already their characters have been established.


Say hello to Jack and Jill. Rescue cats born at the end of April and despite their very similar looks, they were born three days apart and are from two different litters. Our do
g died this year which was very sad, but I've had a cat since I was born apart from ten years while the dog reined. The cats were not supposed to appear until the end of October, but my other half fell in love with these two whilst at the vets getting the budgies claws clipped so we took the dive and I gave my blessing, much to her surprise.

They've seen a squirrel for the first time in their lives and the squirrel was more than interested in them too, albeit
through the window. The boy (who is smaller) likes tea and both like climbing curtains. The budgies got some attention on the first day, but interest in them is waning, for now anyway. So there we are. Here are some early pics.

I've been thinking about music for the last couple of days and in particular my singing days when I was a teenager firstly in a mixed voice choir and then in a male voice choir - fun days and I'll be reminiscing over the weekend on that topic.

Just a short blog today and here are some groan-worthy cat puns:

How do you know when a cat has eaten a duck?

It's a little down in the mouth.

Did you hear about the cat who swallowed a ball of wool?

It had mittens.

Why did the cat join the Red Cross?

It wanted to be a first aid kit.

Why are cats so fond of music?

Because they are mewsical.


Chat Soon

Ta-ra.