Today was set aside for doing some housework. Some while ago I'd posted about finding considerable damage to my carpet by carpet moth. Well today, I found a new area - not around the skirting boards but about 18 inches into the room under a coffee table. Hey ho. So most of the morning was spent wielding the vacuum cleaner and spraying - "Oh Bother" - I said! I love doing this....
Later on I nipped down to the Thames near where my daughter (SPD) lives - she'd alerted me to a pair of nesting Grebes.
As I joined the River this family of Mallards swam over - no doubt looking to be fed. They were unlucky!
Time for some "cuteness"
"Oooh" "What's that up there....."
Dad was more interested in his appearance than the family.
I walked along the river bank but by now my view was very restricted by the increasing growth on the bank. Then I heard that unmistakable call from one Great Crested Grebe to another and I spotted one swimming about. I still couldn't see any nesting activity. But - finally - teetering on the top of the bank, with a steep slope covered in nettles etc. and nothing to break my fall into the river below, I found the nest. This is the best shot I could get.
Time to go but along by the nettles, these two butterflies (Green-viened Whites) were ensuring the continuation of the species
As I was so near SPD's I fancied stretching my legs and met my grandson on his way home from school.
My final stop was at one end of the road in which I live and behind which runs the River Ember. By now the skies were a menacing grey but there's only a small area were you can get to the River on this side. A couple of cormorants were about and, in that direction, apart from a solitary coot was all there was.
Turned around to look in the opposite direction upon hearing that familiar call and - guess what I saw?!!
One on it's own as far as I can see so I'm not sure whether the call was just wishful thinking.
A small side stream but covered in Water Lily leaves - should look really colourful before too long.
I'm beginning to think that 2009 is my"Year of the Grebe"
Home before the anticipated rain - which never materialised!