31st December. My garden.

It's the last day of 2014. This morning the garden was white with frost. When I opened the back door four wood pigeons, which had been pecking seeds spilled onto the ground, flew away their wings flapping. The grass crunched underfoot as I walked across it to top up the bird feeder. The resident robin flew to a branch and as soon as I left fed from the ground, but I didn't see any other birds. The ice on my small pond was too thick to break so I poured hot water onto it so the birds could drink. Little writing done this morning but I shopped for groceries and came home in time to put them away and have lunch.

Change in the Weather. Robin

Yesterday, it was cool but sunny when my 4yr 11 month granddaughter helped me in the garden. She was delighted by the robin which follows me when I am outside. "He's so cute," she said repeatedly, absolutely fascinated by him.

Today, it's pouring with rain and cold here in S.E.England so I tidied the house, went shopping and then had my hair cut.

 I hope I will be able to do a bit in the garden this week.

My Friend the Robin

Every time I go out into my organic garden a little robin appears. He has become so friendly that he perches only two feet away from me and watches every move I make. If I leave a watering can, the garden frame on which I kneel or even an pile of earth, when I return he is perched on one of them.

This morning, I left the greenhouse door open while I had a cup of rooibos tea. When I returned he was in the greenhouse. However, when he saw me coming in he panicked and stayed in mid air fluttering his wings to maintain his position.

I stepped out. He flew away but returned a few minutes later to see what I was doing.