Fox cub.

The Lost Animals of Summer

Whenever my husband and I return home from an evening out, we catch sight of a lost looking animal at the side of the road. A couple of days ago we saw a fox cub; his ruddy fur, fanned out from his face like a mane. Seconds later, he fled into the bushes, the tip of his tail signalling a hasty farewell.
Swallow Chicks.

When Swallow Chicks Fledge

Our swallow chicks have fledged already! It seems they were an early brood. One minute, Hubs and I were gazing up, trying to count the number of feathery faces; the next, we were looking at an empty nest.
Rabbit eating grass.

Summer of the Rabbit

Well, I think we can safely say the summer is here. Never mind the rain, like last year, we have swallow chicks and baby bunnies residing in our garden. It was Hubs who spotted the first rabbit, darting under our shed.
Stunning riverside scene at Carrick-on-Suir, complete with heron.

Walking by the River

I love walking by the river in Carrick-on-Suir. The water always looks so fresh and cool. Sometimes it's possible to distinguish black flickers of fish in the depths. Swans parade like floating snowdrops and on a sunny day the sky presses, only offering a bare trace of breeze.
White blossom on tree.

Blossom, Bird Fights and Bumblebees

Right now, I have a stunning view from my window. The tree across the road is wearing a badge of blossom. It looks like a wedding guest, proud to show off some fresh blooms for the occasion.
mistle thrush

The Fearless Mistle Thrush

The mistle thrush is a proud character, who first came to my attention last spring. He is back again this year and hard to miss.
Lambs and a pheasant.

A Gathering of Birds

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.
Frog in the woods.

Frogs and Fallen Trees

I went down to the woods and sure enough, a big surprise awaited me. My usual path to the stream (and on to the frogspawn, I delight in spotting every year) was blocked by a host of fallen trees.

Mountains, Swans and a Good Book

As February hovers on the horizon, I'm seeing out January with a few treats to counter the wind, rain and wintry showers.