We found a swallow in our garden last week, a baby swallow or fledgling. I'm not so sure he was ready to fledge but he found himself out of the nest all the same. Watching him flap his wings and cooing over his downy head (well, I cooed) we found ourselves arguing over what to call him.
On a recent visit to my home town of Swansea, I tried to think of something a bit different to do. My husband and I were meeting a friend and the options were slightly limited, due to my pregnancy and the fact that I've been getting some pain on my right side. Suddenly, I remembered Plantasia in Parc Tawe - it's got insects, fish and animals, as well as lots of greenery and exotic blooms, doesn't take too long to walk around and also has a coffee shop.
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 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.
I've noticed a gathering of birds in my garden, lately. Not a menacing gathering, reminiscent of Daphne du Maurier's 'The Birds', but a bright, babbling chorus of goldfinch, chaffinch, blackbird, wagtail and swallow.
I went walking in the snow on Saturday. It wasn't intentional. Hubs and I had been out most of the day, seeing family and shopping at the supermarket. A walk seemed like the perfect tonic, a moment just for us.
If you're a regular reader, you'll know that hubs and I are enthusiastic seaside explorers. We're out in all weathers, just waiting for the thrill of sand underfoot and waves on the horizon. Our latest adventure took place in Stradbally, County Waterford.
This year Father's Day was bitter sweet. I didn't get to spend the day with my Dad but I did come face to face with a wagtail who gave me the wisdom of wildlife.