Shades of Sharknado! A tornado, or perhaps the gentle night breeze had wafted this shark onto our balcony. It was a Chamomile Shark moth. And no we have not screamed at it, shot it, or clubbed it, Showbiz-style. It has simply been photographed and left to get on with its life, which means sitting happily on our balcony wall at the moment. And there was supposed to be a picture of it at the head of this blog, along with one of the Pelican enclosure, but my computer is playing up severely and the only one it would download is the Pelican below. (Its now Thursday and the computer is in a better mood and has let me post it!)
Captain Butterfly and I booked a trip to the Wetland Trust on Tuesday. It was a beautiful Spring morning - blue skies, sunshine, blossom, and a coldish breeze. Perfect walking weather in fact - for those who can still walk. I managed 45 minutes limping slowly along, spent the afternoon asleep (on the sofa in front of various daytime programmes, soporific with painkillers), and am in more pain than usual this morning.
And yet it was a short and gentle walk The ducklings were out, as were the new Pelicans... which is worrying. We once saw a pelican swallow a London pigeon whole, at the Serpentine I think it was,and I haven't really got over it. A tiny fluffy duckling would be a mere aperitif. How lovely it will be when nature is no longer "red in tooth and claw".
Will we follow Jehovah's clear and perfect guidance today? If we do it will get us safely through into the restored earthly paradise, and more happiness than we can now imagine.
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