News & Updates from Clare Walker-BoundingSquirrel
Yes, I`m biased. But as I *love* squirrels, autumn, (and the chance that comes with it to feed cuties like this one in the photo a *lot* of hazelnuts) is one of my favourite times of year.
As we sat, nuts-in-hand, being visited/accosted by the park squirrels, all craziness of the world just melted away. And yes, we realised in full, just how lucky we were to be able to spend time doing this. If you have bigger concerns at present, please know that so many people around the world are thinking of you.
And if, as for us, you can snatch these golden moments too, Id recommend handing out those nuts. Nothing beats stress like a squirrel.
If this very cute fox looks sleepy to you, there may be a very good reason for that.
We spotted him or her in a neighbouring garden, fast asleep for an entire afternoon the other day, and this shot shows the moment when our little red friend was just waking up.We couldn`t help but wonder if he or she had been one of the foxes mating noisily in a nearby garden the night before...
Do you ever find that you completely, utterly, *loved* a holiday or break away, and yet, after just a few weeks, it feels so long ago that it`s almost as if it all must have happened in a parallel universe?
This is happening to me at the moment.
It`s barely a month since we were in Mevagissey (pictured from the harbour). And yet so much has happened (although mercifully, most of it good) that our Cornish jaunt feels another world.On a more practical note, here are two of my new Hallloween themed designs.
It all started two or three weeks ago. A robin landed on our window box. For the first time in the (almost 25) years I have lived here.I had a vague childhood memory that they enjoy eating cheese.
This proved to be both true and not true.
For the record, as long as the pieces are small enough, they do not just enjoy cheddar cheese: they seem to adore it.
So much so that we are now feeding *three* robins it seems. Though they seem to need it less now that the weather is finally a little warmer. And they are soooo cute that it`s a pleasure, as this picture that my husband managed to get, clearly shows.
The hanging basket in this picture was in an outdoor space we visited again recently (yes, I`ve mentioned Camley Street before).
I couldn`t take my eyes off the basket though.
Because the more you look at it, the more you realise...The plants are hanging there, but there *is* no basket.I was so fascinated that I asked someone working there how these strawberry plants could actually grow.
It seems that the answer is Kokedama gardening, a Japanese technique whereby the plants grow in balls of moss (as they might in the wild) and the moss is held together and hung up with string. (Just to give credit where it`s due, the plants were put on display, apparently, by people with the wonderful name of Borrowed Light.) Am not sure I could pull any of this off myself, but pass along the idea and its wonderful, natural look, in case you do have green enough fingers to do so.