It seems we have a friendly grasshopper, content to stretch out on our doorstep and chirp a greeting. Obviously, he doesn't realise his size puts him in great danger of being stepped on! He's so relaxed that my husband was able to take a very detailed close up of him.
Swallows and rabbits, oh my! Yes, I am happy to confirm that the swallows are back and a rabbit has taken up residence in my garden. I'm delighted, it's just a pity the weather can't stay as even-tempered!
A flash drive masquerading as a silver glittery locket - my find of the week. It's nerdy, yet pretty, back up and bling up. ...
I hope I'm not going to jinx Waterford by saying this but we seem to have escaped the snow. That's not to say Jack Frost hasn't shaken us firmly by the numb hand. We did experience a gentle flurry yesterday, but it never looked close to delivering the full horror of a snowstorm.
Before the storms, there was Dunmore East . . . This is what I shall tell myself when my country cottage is under siege from swirling gusts and whipping rain. Yes, I've read the weather forecast for the coming week and it doesn't look good. So today, I'll be reflecting on a fresh, but sunny afternoon, spent at the harbour in Dunmore East.
I've been seeing wild rabbits everywhere, in people's gardens, at the side of the road, emerging from woodland. None of them have been white or have caused me to fall into a pit and hallicinate so I think I'm safe enough ;) .
It feels like it’s been raining for the past week but somehow, last Thursday I managed to find myself on a beach with the sun shining and I don’t think I dreamt it.
Imagine the scene. My husband cheerfully mowing the lawn, when a sudden movement catches his eye. Is it a rat, a mouse with a mohawk? No, it's a hedgehog. Cue, sigh of relief!
I went for an invigorating stroll on Bonmahon beach over the weekend. I also faced my fears of dissolving into a public cacophony of tears, by going to see Les Mis. I am nothing, if not a survivor!