1 Happy Thanksgiving to my dear family in Atlanta and in Hawaii, to our good friend Shelagh in Vermont and to all my lovely blogging friends in America. May you all have love and laughter in your lives.
Happy Thanksgiving
2 Such a lovely phone call this morning from two and a half year old Grand-Baby T who sang the following to us to the tune of Frère Jaques
Father Christmas, Father Christmas,
He’s got stuck, he’s got stuck;
High up in the chimney, high up in the chimney
What bad luck! What bad luck!
Try it!
3 The birds were very busy in the garden this morning – all kinds of tits, our wren, lots of Goldfinches and the usual Magpies, Blackbirds and pigeons. The Goldfinches were stripping the Verbena Bonariensis of its seeds. A Heron flew over yesterday which was a treat.
Goldfinches and a Coal Tit, taken from the kitchen, through the window on maximum zoom
I’m watching Comet ISON with great interest. This update just came through from my dear Sister in Hawaii and it’s all looking just a bit iffy at the moment as if it might not survive its close encounter with the sun.
WordsFallFromMyEyes
November 30, 2013 at 4:26 am
The rhyme was good to that tune. 🙂
How gorgeous, those birds…
Alex Autin
November 30, 2013 at 4:12 am
Now I’ll have those new words to Frère Jaques stuck in my head all evening! Thanksgiving, for me, was wonderful, I got to spend all day with Comet ISON. What a ride it’s been – and seemingly not over yet!
on thehomefrontandbeyond
November 28, 2013 at 10:56 pm
I sang it to myself – cute!
Colline
November 28, 2013 at 10:11 pm
Such a cute song and one I had not heard before 🙂
Shelagh in Vermont
November 28, 2013 at 8:12 pm
We had a lovely T’Day, with turkey, all the fixings, and then the National Dog Show on TV. I am about to start the turkey soup for the weekend and then have a cuppa, and a nap!
Great birds, Sally, and now I have Frere Jacques as my earworm! Dormez vous (or moi).
John Roberts
November 28, 2013 at 7:09 pm
please keep the Heron, Sally. He was in the top of a Fir tree at the bottom of our garden, looking longingly at our pond, when I sent him off towards Redruth!