"What would the world be, one bereft
of wet and wildness? Let them be left,
O let them be left, wildness and wet;
long live the weeds and the wildness yet."
Gerard Manley Hopkins.
I doubt with health and safety as it is you'd get away with hypnotising someone in the big cat's enclosure
Anyway - enough of line drawings - here are some pics of Harry and Trude who are hypnotised by the amount of hay they are tucking into. The weather has warmed up a bit since this picture was taken and I've now taken their coats off as their own coats were coming out by the handful. Am considering making smaller versions of them from all the hair.Would that make me a mountebank?
I've been watching the rooks in the two trees outside the house. A couple of weeks ago there was the semblance of a nest - now there are nineteen nests - all beautifully constructed and 38 rooks (there my maths isn't that bad} are sitting on the branches and in the nests. I've only calculated that - none of them sit still long enough for me to count but it is a wonderful sight and they seem well organised in their high rise homes. I shall look out for babies that fall out of their nests - I've always had a secret longing to rescue a corvus - they are such intelligent birds but with two cats living in the house it may not be wise. Last year I found a young rook hopping on the ground and picked it up wondering if it needed rescuing. It seemed capable of trying to fly - perhaps had not quite mastered it - so I let it go but found it dead the next day. I think a cat had got it after all.
As Beezle and T.S Eliot would say "For us there is only the trying. The rest is not our business."
And as Beezle and Terry Pratchett (RIP) would say
"So much universe, and so little time."