Our New Life in the Country: Panic Peanut Chomping

Saturday, 28 April 2012

Panic Peanut Chomping

Can you count how many little birds are queuing for the last of the peanuts?

(if you need to make the picture bigger, simply click on it)

Clue - there's one less in the second picture!!

(That's if I've got it right....Lol.)

Don't worry I've been out and got them some more, supplies will soon be back to normal in all the feeders and fatball holders, no more panic peanut chomping for our little feathered friends.

Sue xx

5 comments:

Mrs Thrifty28 April 2012 at 12:23
I am going blind ..... I can't see any birds xx
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Anonymous28 April 2012 at 21:10
Bless em!
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Unknown28 April 2012 at 21:38
I love watching the birds. So entertaining. A simple pleasure.

Sft x
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Elderberry-Rob29 April 2012 at 06:48
You reminded me our fat balls have all been eaten! baby blue tits have been fed on the fence every day this week and scoffed the lot!
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Mrs Thrifty29 April 2012 at 14:18
Had to blow the photo up and now I see them - ah the joys of ageing! xx
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This was my Blog, just me writing about our day to day life learning all about and then living the smallholding life. First we started on a farm in Oxfordshire, then we moved to a smaller place in Berkshire (both in England) and then we found a place of our very own at the bottom of a hillside in North Wales. Along for the ride were all our various animals, and we ended up with just our dogs, Suky and Mavis, our cat Ginger .... who secretly thinks he's one of the canine gang, a sheep called Ethel who wandered in off the road and stayed... and a roving band of egg laying chickens that live cheek by jowl with the local wildlife.

We grow our own fruit and vegetables, selling surplus plants and edibles at the gate. We sell the eggs the chickens lay, we reuse, recycle and rethink ... and life ticks over at a pace that suits us.

It was simply the wild and wacky ramblings of a 50 something townie turned country girl called Sue, who lost her heart to a sailor and started a new life in the country .... many years ago. On a path that took us from Cumbria to Oxfordshire, to Berkshire and then we found our home at the bottom of a wet and windy Welsh hillside by a busy main road.

Pull up a chair, grab a coffee and relax into a world of dogs, cats, chickens, polytunnels and veggies with the occasional grass munching sheep thrown in for good measure.

Sue xx

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