Fog on the fields.
I´m sitting here in my kitchen having a cup of coffee and looking out the window at a milky white landscape. No it´s not snow but fog that colors the world today. Geese flying low can be heard and it seems like many of them are lost. One flew just above our heads when we were out walking and when it finally decided to land it saw us and lifted again. Unfortunately my camera has big problems focusing in the fog so it refused to take a photo of the goose.
I like these foggy mornings, normally they give me the feeling of being totally alone in the world, but now they day light comes so late that the little traffic there is on a Saturday morning already has started.
Hector is back to normal again, but yesterday evening it looked as if death was tapping him on his shoulders. Normally it´s to warm for him to stay in my bed when I go to sleep, but yesterday evening he stayed and complained loudly about his situation 🙂 🙂 I´ll have to tell the vet that if he has to go through surgery to remove that little growth of bone, they have to change to something else when they will sedate him. What ever he got now wasn´t especially good for him.
I heard a shot when we were almost at home and thought that it was really irresponsible to hunt on a foggy day like this, people like me can be walking out there without knowing a hunting party is out there. But then I heard several more shots and realized that they most probably were shooting at Jackdaws on their chimneys.
For those of You that doesn´t know what a Jackdaw is I can tell You that it is a smaller cousin to the crow. They love to nest in chimneys and really don´t care if anyone is using the stove in the house. They just keep on filling the chimney with sticks and smaller branches until they can build a nest on the pile 🙂 🙂 🙂 The Jackdaw is a favorite bird of mine, not because it´s beautiful, it´s grey and black, but because it is a really smart bird. I once had a tame one and he (or she) learned how to talk. They are also the most viscously evil bird You can find 🙂 🙂 🙂
Mine was called Robert and he loved to jump to my dogs and cats (he couldn´t fly because of a broken wing) and pull their whiskers or poke on their noses. He also tore all wall paper of from the wall when he could 🙂 🙂 I know my cays back then several times tried to take him but he was always faster than they were. I´m glad he didn´t poke their eyes out to be honest 🙂 🙂 🙂 There is one thing with them that is awful, they smell strong and really nasty 🙂 🙂 🙂
Well it´s time for another cup of coffee. I have almost no tea and I have no desire to go to the store this weekend. They say that the sun will show today, that is if the fog isn´t to thick. The heat from the sun gets weaker every day now so it might not have the strength to burn away the fog at all. Have a great day now!