I thought the frost on this tree stump was beautiful |
Collecting acorns this morning |
The last time I collected some acorns for the squirrels they had a party for several days, collecting them individually and then hiding each one in a different place. I have no idea how they will know how to find them again, especially when we are under a metre of snow, but I guess they have their methods.
one of our garden squirrels eating from the breakfast buffet |
When I was growing up in London I never saw anything other than pigeons or sparrows, which is one of the reasons why watching the birds in the garden will always feel so special to me.
I have also always liked acorns, not just because they remind us all of nature, but because of the idea that big things can grow from something which starts off small. (Mighty oaks from little acorns grow.)
In fact I have just read a book this week which says that we should write down every idea we have. This way they won't get lost amidst all the other stuff going on in our heads. I am sure this is good advice and now have a notebook for that very reason. I have been feeling very inspired recently (largely thanks to several inspirational friends of mine) so I will jot down my ideas in the hope that some day I will manage to make at least one of them happen. With more than three kilos of acorns collected this morning you never know when another oak tree might start to grow. Happy weekend everyone.
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