I use my free time mainly by walking over our little patch of land, planning what has to be done and where, looking at what we have etc.
As I was wondering through our backyard I came across all kinds of little surprises being revealed, now the ground is warming up. I found plenty of hare- and deerdroppings, Nature's free fertiliser. Nature really is waking up, showing signs of new life all over the place. Flowers and plants are poking their noses above the ground and start to show their colours.
I am almost crawling across the ground, nose in the grass and, apart from staring the plants out of the ground, I found more nice things. Small spiders hurrying through the grass, impossible to capture on photo. Lots of snailshells, most of them smashed and plundered. But some were not.
This looks like it is a forreststrawberry and there are many of them here! Along with the lingonberryshrubs I found and all the raspberrybushes we have I am hoping for a nice harvest. Is there anything that can beat the taste of freshly picked berries??
There is also a very large birds' nest. I saw that befor, but now that it is snowfree, you can really see how big it is! It is a good 75cm across at least and about 30-35cm thick. And I'm just guessing here. Could be bigger.
As I stood there, nose in the sun, listening to the calls of the birds, daydreaming a bit, I caught the sight of a brownish grey something, smashing into a (suspected) dead juniper in a corner of our backyard. It was the falcon I had seen befor and he (don't know why I call it a he, jus feels like it) granted me the honour of actually witnessing him hunting and killing a prey. It caught a blåmes, as I could tell after he lept out of the juniper onto the brach of a nearby birch in order to grab his prey in a better way and biting it. Then he flew off again, leaving all the other birds around highly alarmed. Their calls had changed totally, giving off high pitched, singletone calls. A bit too late, I'd say.
It felt as if the falcon had come out of nowwhere, but looking at the terrain I think I might know why it suddenly appeared. I think it had approached low, using his colours as a camouflage against the backdrop of trees and shrubs. ( And this event is actually the main reason for this post all together)
We were not the only ones enjoying the sun. Some insects started to show too, like a few moths, which were caught and eaten by our black cat. The flies were still slow, too. Slow enough to pick them up with my fingers, if I wanted to.
(Passer montanus) was so preoccupied with each other that I could approach them to within a meter of three and yet they remained in place, even after having seen me.
And my wife spotted a large bird, circling through the skies, above the hills in front of our house. Through my binos I was able to see some very clear details, like the very clear white outerparts of the wings. I could identify this bird as an ormvråk (buteo buteo). So that means they are coming back, too! Apart from that one I also spotted a second blackbirdmale and a female.
Another task I have started it cutting the grass..... redneckstyle! Our little corner of the world has not seen any maintanance for a year or 2, prior to us moving in, so we'll have some catching up to do. There's a lot of long, dead grass everywhere and by burning that off now I can get rid of a lot of it, without having to risk a fire getting out of control. Only the very top is dry enough to burn and there are small patches here and there with snow in between. A weedcutter would very likely get entangled in this and I do not have a scythe... yet. And even if I had one I would not want to risk it, with all the stones and bolders strewn around.