. A couple of weeks back, our bath’s faucet handle got broken. That was an adventure in itself, but I’ll skip the inquiry as to whose fault it was, and the good three hours it took for Chéri to find a replacement handle. That didn’t fit our faucet. End of story, I superglued the part…… Continue reading Well, that was fun!
. Since the very beginning of the pandemic, Chéri and I have been feeding our neighbourhood’s wild birds. It took a couple of weeks before getting our first sparrow visitors. Sparrows are very common in our area, and it just felt normal that they were the first to squat our bird-feeders. Little by little, we…… Continue reading Dove duet…
. Where are the nuts, Lady?!? . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Bob the squirrel, waiting for us to fill the bird feeders, with fall’s brightest yellows in the background.
Some of you might remember the good ol’ days, when the Bobs and I lived in peace… For God’s sake, Bob… I generously fed you!! Well these days are over. Today, after the end of my shift, I was looking forward to visiting our balcony garden. Our tomato plants had a couple…… Continue reading Dang Bobs!!
This spring, we started feeding birds to have a little more company around the apartment. Many of them accepted the invitation… To the point that we have to fill the feeder twice a day to please our feathery friends. Our front balcony has really become the neighbourhood’s party place! But my favorites, (don’t tell…… Continue reading Squirrel me this, squirrel me that…
No, this is not a twist tongue. This morning I was hoping to sleep late, but someone decided that it wouldn’t happen. Meet Bob. Bob is a squirrel that lives in the trees behind my home. He enjoys spending time on our balcony, and is not the least bit afraid of me.…… Continue reading Crazy screaming squirrel…
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