Ste Valérie
"Spring has sprung, the grass is ris
I wonder where the birdies is?"
I know exactly where the birdies is, they is all in our garden. At least that is what it sounds like at 6am. Blackbirds, robins, chaffinches, blackcaps and other assorted noisy beasts all chirruping away to themselves and competing with the cuckoo who seems to insist that it must be fifteen o'clock now. The magpies and jays argue amongst themselves all day long and whoever decided that a nightingale is romantic obviously hasn't been living in southwest France in spring.
I had never heard a nightingale until last year and the one we had then was living way down at the bottom of our field. This year it seems to have moved in with us. It would appear that it likes to sit very, very close to the house and sing happily to itself all night long.
Yesterday evening we took ourselves over to the chalet after dark to admire the new lighting and enjoy the warmth of the evening. He was sitting beside my right ear - not that I could see him - and shouting sweet nothings right into it. He was still at it when we went to bed at 11 and again when I woke at 3 am. I'm surprised that bird doesn't need a Strepsil this morning!
It's lovely to see nature coming back to life after the long winter we've had. The last few days of warm weather have forced the leaves out on most of the trees and we've seen lizards, birds and butterflies enjoying the sun.
We could do without the midnight serenade though!
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Quite outragious .... "He was sitting beside my right ear - not that I could see him - and shouting sweet nothings right into it. He was still at it when we went to bed at 11 and again when I woke at 3 am." she says.....
well..... do you let this sort of thing go on Jon?
OK, Nonny Mouse - you obviously didn't get the point here, did you?
It's a BIRD - you know, feathers, beak, tweet, tweet!!!!!!
OK, Nonny Mouse - you obviously didn't get the point here, did you?
It's a BIRD - you know, feathers, beak, tweet, tweet!!!!!!
Shoot the noisy bastard!
"Yesterday evening we took ourselves over to the chalet after dark to admire the new lighting and enjoy the warmth of the evening. He was sitting beside my right ear - not that I could see him - and shouting sweet nothings right into it. He was still at it when we went to bed at 11 and again when I woke at 3 am."
lmao...Thank god i finished that paragraph!! I thought you were talking about dad!! That's what happens when Cabin Fever kicks in!! lol lol lol
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