When I last added to the blog we were still experiencing those cold easterly winds which seemed to last for weeks, although they did come with nice sunshine.
The weather changed back to normal, and the rain filled up the waterfalls again. Mull just is not right when it is dry. To think there were wild fires raging out of control it had become so dry!
So here are some pictures of water. All within a short walk of the house.
The boat is now in the water! We have been out on it a couple of times. We have seen so much from it already. Staffa Island, Treshnish Isles, the Fossil Tree at Burg, puffins, guillemots, kittiwakes, and even one of our eagle next door neighbours checking it out just in case we had a fish.
|A wee boat!|
|The Fossil Tree, at the Burg|
We managed to catch the puffins on the first day they had arrived back home to breed. This one wasn't too happy with the boat paparazzi.
The garden has started growing and we might be able to figure out what all those plants are. This is a suspected plum tree.
Everywhere on Mull the gorse is in full bloom.
Spring has also brought some different visitors to the garden. This brambling is, I think, on the way to Scandinavia, but he has been hanging around here for the last week.
So, what else has been happening?
Well, we have had quite a few visitors over the Easter holidays, and a good time was had by all.
The vegetable growing has commenced. We're talking spuds, carrots, radish, rocket, broccoli, cauliflower, and I can't remember what else. We haven't started the tomato seeds yet! Then there's lettuce, parsnips, beans .........
Joe has started gardening in other people's gardens too! (thankfully they pay him).
And I have started marking Actuarial exams. Joy.
Finally, what spring would be complete without a wee lamb?
We have a ring side seat for the lambing season. The farmer has been run ragged. There are ewes that need help birthing, ewes with blocked teats, orphaned lambs, ewes with a dead lamb that might adopt an orphan if you make it smell right, and they all still need fed because the grass isn't growing fast enough yet.
And the most valuable lesson from all of this is, never shake hands with a farmer. I've seen where their hands have been.
Oooh, I almost forgot to mention, the white tailed eagles next door (so to speak), are expectant parents. The eggs are due to hatch on May 3rd. Hope all goes well. Good luck Fingal and Iona!
The next blog post will be on 1st June. Bye for now.