Monday 10 February 2014

VIM AND VINEGAR PLUS WIRE WOOL &.. A FLUTTER!

I know, Dear Readers, it is a most unusual title for a post but it has been a most unusual day.

Vim and Vinegar (white) are what SHE uses to keep the place clean, along with ironed dusters, microfibre cloths, wire wool of different gauges and that noisy Mr.Dyson. 

It is Monday, aka scrub-a-dub day. SHE has a weekly routine now as, usually, it is house work and washing on Monday, SHE works on Tuesday, plays on Wednesday at Museums, sees a friend or two for Thursday lunch and shops for food on Friday.. but, hey, YOU know what happens when YOU have a plan.. YOU can always change it!

Such a dismal day, at about midday, there were one or two minute patches of blue sky but old grey cloud came along and covered them up.

But WE are not complaining, as SHE has received an email from MaryLou. She said that birds have this ability to lose a toe without it impacting their health, thank goodness for that as dove is short of a couple of toes!

She described the three feet of snow and minus 30C temperature that are the conditions around and about in her part of Illinois, gulp! 

That is very seriously cold and very snowy snow, three feet is slightly better than the five feet they had earlier but who is measuring?

But with reference to here.. what SHE wants to know is.. have the UK Government been in contact with the Dutch Authorities? They are probably the best in Europe at managing their water as a huge percentage of Holland is, of course, reclaimed land.

This is, of course, with reference to the very severe flood conditions that have and are still occurring in the UK as WE Blog this post.

SHE wonders if anyone in a level of authority of the River Maintenance Department has come from a countryside background, or are they all city folk?

Let's move on.. rather swiftly.. as SHE is extremely annoyed and very angry about the mis-management of lots of the countryside and how EU Laws have been put into place, including trees not being allowed to be planted on agricultural ground. 

No trees, equals no tree roots.. which take a lot of water away from the surface and allow it to seep slowly and naturally down into the ground.

Moving along..

WE broke that dreadful fast, SHE and I were last as SHE went immediately SHE got up to check on Little Dove.

SHE made sure he had lots to eat and drink before WE got soft boiled eggs, rye and sunflower toast.

Then I was shut in whilst SHE fiddled with Little Dove, checking his toes, putting more anti-mite powder on him. 

SHE opened the front door, that was when SHE saw those blue patches of sky, went and picked up the dove and took him to the front door.

Having kissed him on his head, SHE opened the door and opened HER hands. Surprisingly, he did not vroom off but fluttered down to the ground and then sprang up onto the big flower pot where 'Joro' rose lives.

He turned and looked at HER, staying quite still, then flew to the top step and stayed there for about three minutes. 

It is always a bit of a heart in the mouth moment when YOU release a wild bird, he, of course, is minus two of his three front toes, will he be ok?

Just as SHE was about to turn and go back into the flat, he stretched out both wings, gave them a big flapaflapaflap and took off and up.. vrooom.. 

"Yes, indeedy, God speed Little Dove".

GeeGee Parrot.
February 10th, 2014.

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