Starting from number one there are five new photographs on the Photo page from Lindsay. There will be five from Lynne tomorrow.
Glen Coe,the Highlands of Scotland. Lindsay.
Rannoch Moor one of the most inhospitable and dangerous places in the Highlands of Scotland. Lindsay.
Going off to catch the fish.Mallaig harbour,North West Scotland. Lindsay.
The Butt of Lewis in the Outer Hebrides North West Scotland. Lindsay.
The atmosphere was so clean the rocks were covered in these lovely lichens.The Butt of Lewis. Lindsay.
We are still finding it hard to believe that there are Geese back on the Lake. We have been thinking of where they may have nested. For sure it was the pair of Geese that were back and forward on the Lake while the first pair were incubating their eggs. There is no where that they could have nested without being in as much, if not more danger than the first pair of Geese. the first pair had the refuge of the Lake if they thought that they were in danger.
Last night we tried to make the Lake safer than it was for the Geese. We put up a gate on the far bank on the left hand side. Where we put the two gates on the far bank on the right hand side to try to protect the first Geese, we have put up another gate next to them leaning against the post that the camera is installed on, it is going into the Lake for about three feet. On the nearside we have electric fenced a large area as we did with the first pair. To get to the Geese a Fox would have to climb over gates, get a shock from the electric fencer or go into the Lake. All options will make some noise that would hopefully make the Geese take refuge on the Lake, that is of course if it is a Fox. Other than sitting up all night with them, there is nothing else we can do, and I am not into that one.
On our way to Minehead there are a pair of Geese with seven Goslings. They are about ten feet from a busy road with a supermarket opposite. They are living on a stream no larger than ours. The Gosling had hatched before our first pair, up to a couple of days ago all have survived.
A joke sent in by Elsie.
It is hard to find a joke today without a dirty word or two in it, but here is one:
Two tall trees, a birch and a beech, are growing in the woods.
A small tree begins to grow between them, and the beech says to the birch,
“Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?”
The birch says he cannot tell.
Just then a woodpecker lands on the sapling.
The birch says, “Woodpecker, you are a tree expert.
Can you tell whether that is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?”
The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree.
He replies, “It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch.
It is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever put my pecker in.”