Sailing Lake and Woody Walk
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Cato:
Mum says she is sorry, but she is now more than a week behind with bloggs. She is trying to catch up, but it means I have to do the blogging, cos Tara can't remember the interesting stuff.
Also sorry if there are some repeat photos. Mum is getting muddlified about which ones she has used already. I told her that she should just catch up, and then she wouldn't forget.
So we went for a walk round the sailing lake with Grandad on two different days. There was sun for some of it, and grey for some of it.
Snowdrops
Tara Clambering.
Daffydillies
The woods. Sniffy!!!
I peed here:
and here
and here
and here
Mum says that this tree is old and has no leaves.
but it has long spindly branches that have white flowers all over it. If you are interested in that sort of thing.
This is when we found the lake.
and a bench. wot I peed on.
Tara wants you to see her bench climbing action shots. She says that there aren't enough benches at G&G's, so you have to get special pics of this one, cos it is rare and endangered, and needs special clambering.
I just stood there, waiting for Mum.
I needed a drink to refil my pee, cos there was lots left to pee on!
This is for fishermen. But they are a different breed from fishermen near home. There, they sit on wooden platforms. Here they sit on weird level woodchips.
which sink. Mum says this is cos of all the rain we had.
This is a child being sacrificed to the swan.
Mum says she despairs of people sometimes.
Mum: The lady was standing a long way back from the water, with a dog on a lead, so as not to frighten the swan. Then she sent the child down to the water's edge (muddy, slippery and with quite deep water), with a bag full of bread, to feed a hungry swan that was nearly as tall as the child. In the time we watched, the child nearly slipped over, the swan got OUT of the water and tried to snatch the bag, and Grandma stood so far back she couldn't see what was really going on, or how close the swan got!)
See? deep water. This sign was 30 feet from the child and the swan.
Back to Cato:
This is a puppy swan. You can tell cos of the grey fluff.
I was a bit tired by now.
And even Tara was running out of bounce.
So we sat here for a bit. This is called a Hide. People sit there when they want to look at birds. They sit on the other benches when they don't want to look at birds. Mum says.
And there are mad people too.
Remember the yellow sprouty things growing in Town Park?
Well if they didn't get cut back every year, they would grow into bigbigbig trees, like this one.
Mum says I have to explain this pile of logs. She says it is for bugs and beetles and mouses and voles and interesting PREY to sleep in over the winter. I peed on it.
This is a new pile.
This is an old pile.
and this is an even older pile. It is all to do with conservation. I like conservation. Awesome sniffs!
Can you see the swans
and see - there was some sun. This is where Grandad's boat was when Mum was a puppy.
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