It certainly is the little things I am appreciating about being ‘home’. Getting our life out of storage and emptying the boxes to refill our home was a little like opening up the box of cherished Christmas decorations each year where you revisit long forgotten memories.
Most of the items we put into storage were either necessary to our everyday living or of sentimental value.These have now been stashed around the house, some in the same place as before others have found different positions, a few things still languish in boxes awaiting the right place to put them.
We have then added a few new items,, again some necessary to our everyday living others reflecting our new interests. Robert has purchased a couple of guitars and an amplifier, he continues to ‘research’ e bay for other things he would like to add to this new collection. I of course got Bertha my lovely spinning wheel and my very comfy rocking chair.
So the house is in order – well it will do for now – the days are drawing in and the garden is very colourful. Living so close to open countryside we don’t see too much of the birds in the summer, they choose to spend time in the fields and hedges rather than around the houses, but now they are flitting around much more, looking for berries and bits to eat. We have a resident wren who has nested near our neighbours garage every year since we have been here. She is around quite regularly and sings her little tune. The Robin is back and again delights me with his early morning songs. Great tits, coal tits and blue tits have been flying across and using our trees as a half way stopping place.
It seemed like I should give back to these little creatures for the pleasure they are giving me so, I ordered a smart new bird feeding station from the internet. It arrived very swiftly and awaited my attention for a couple of days then, yesterday, I decided it was time to put it together. It took a while…there were lots of bits and a not so easy to read diagram – however eventually I had it sorted and took the lower section into the garden to position it in the ground.
The spike needed to be sunk in for 16” of its length, a useful marker had been placed at the correct point for me to stop. Hammer in hand and a piece of wood to protect the top of the metal from damage, I began my task. I should have realised that we probably don’t have anywhere near that depth of soil before I hit stone and thick hard clay sub soil! It did go down about 8” and seemed fairly solid, as we are quite sheltered I decided that would have to do. I returned indoors to get the rest of the ‘bits’, put it all together and stood back to admire my achievement. It seemed a bit more wobbly now – it will be fine. Back indoors I looked out at my new feeder and wondered how long it would be before the birds might find it…. at this point I noticed it wasn’t quite straight…well I am sure the birds wont mind will they!
So as I sit writing this the birds are beginning to explore this new stopping place and finding the treats I have left for them. It has bought the garden to life, such a small addition with big reward for me and the birds!