I just noticed that my writing goes in cycles when it comes to typing skills. For a while I made no spelling mistakes, and no typing errors (but I did use a few homophones, or did autocorrect put them in there, I will never know). Lately I have been typing past words, leaving out appropriate words like “a” and “the”, thinking them, but not typing them onto the page. This is very annoying!
During the huge windstorm a week or so ago, the birdhouse in our back yard blew off its pedestal and lodged itself in the Lilac bushes. Attila retrieved it, and it was in a very sorry state. It has probably seen twenty or more summers. The cedar shake roof was sound, but the plywood used for the floor boards was rotted away into splinters. Tonight Attila began to renovate the bird house.
The rotted plywood sections were replaced with cedar boards, which should last much longer. At some point next autumn I would like to take it down again, give the siding a good coat of white paint, repair some of the shutters, just to spruce it up!
The house was meant for Martens. It might be described as a Marten Hotel. But not one Marten has been seen since Mist Cottage was purchased in 2010. The birds that have been using it are tiny and quick, like chickadees, but not chickadees, and they have been hanging out on the bereft metal platform at the top of the 15 foot high pedestal, returning frequently to see if their nesting spot has been reinstated.
Date: 7:00 PM EDT Monday 7 May 2018
Pressure: 102.2 kPa
Dew point: -0.1°C
Wind: SW 15 km/h
Visibility: 24 km
“The elevation of appearance over substance, of celebrity over character, of short term gains over lasting achievement displays a poverty of ambition. It distracts you from what’s truly important.”