Saturday, 23 May 2009

More Garden

Nice little garden tick for a Saturday Morning as a small, distinctive anchor shape went flitting past the bedroom window.

I've got some fairly strong memories from when I was growing up in Dagenham of sitting out in the garden after a summer barbeque with the rest of the family, the evening slowly darkening but still balmy and warm, and watching the Swifts and Martins catching insects on the wing. Then as the light disappeared completely, the birds became bats.

There's a lot to be said for being exposed to nature as a youngster. The sight of Swifts still takes me back to that evening around the barbeque.

Garden list - 17

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