Sea Gulls

 

It's the time of year when there are not just a lot of birds in the air, but also young ones walking about on the ground. A comment on my post yesterday (about oystercatchers) also reminded me of these photos of a young sea gull that I snapped on my way back from town on Monday. 

A number of sea gulls (Larus canus) always come up the river from the coast in spring to nest and bring up their young here over summer. For me their arrival is always a sign of spring... They can indeed be a bit *too* noisy sometimes - not least in their "parenting" season when they hover above their young ones walking about on the ground. And no doubt probably also sometimes a bit too bold when it comes to snatching scraps of food from outdoor restaurants, or picnics in the park... Now and then our local newspaper reports complaints about them. I think I'd actually miss them if they weren't here in summer, though. It's a bit like they bring a whiff of the seaside to our inland town, for us who don't get to travel to the coast ourselves all that often. :)

Adult gull swimming in the river (photo from 2021) 

 

Links to some previous posts of mine about sea gulls:

Baby News  (16 June 2015)

 

They Grow Up so Fast (22 June 2015) 

 

Young Gulls-Part 3 (17 July 2015)

 

The Oystercatchers

As you've been able to gather from my recent posts: even if we had some rain here lately, it has hardly been of biblical Deluge proportions. So when this morning I spotted some Eurasian Oystercatchers (Haematopus ostralegus) on the lawn below my balcony, I kind of wondered if they too have come to rely on human weather apps for information, rather than going by their natural instincts... (The Swedish name for them is strandskata, which would literally translate as "Beach Magpie" in English.) 

The lawns may have been given a decent watering over the past couple of days, but if they were hoping to find oysters, I think they must have been disappointed...

Just joking, of course. The river is only a few hundred meters away, and I have occasionally seen these birds around the neighbourhood before - even if not recently. They are rare guests compared to our usual everyday summer mix of seagulls, pigeons, magpies, crows and jackdaws. But yesterday morning, three or four visiting Oystercatchers seemed to have taken over the territory of this lawn from all the other kinds of big birds usually seen there, and had it all to themselves. And I found this interesting enough to go and fetch my Sony camera with some zoom possibilites, and snap a few photos...

Wikipedia tells me that despite the bird's name, oysters do not form a large part of the Oystercatcher's diet. It still lives up to its name, though, as few (if any) other wading birds are capable of opening oysters. It seems the shape of their bill can vary between individuals. Oystercatchers with broad bill tips open molluscs by prising them apart or hammering through the shell, whereas pointed-bill birds dig up worms.

So I guess what we see here is more a case of  "the early bird hoping the catch the worm"...

 

Unpredictability

 

Coleus plant brought by my friend

My friend E.A. came visiting today, and brought me this coleus plant. Very similar to the one(s) I already have; but not exactly the same:

Coleus plants on my balcony, from cuttings of an older plant of mine.

 As I know coleus can shift quite a lot in colour depending on how much light they get (they get much paler indoors in winter) it will be interesting to see if they will continue to differ, or if they will become more alike with time.

Our original plan for this afternoon was for E to drive us both to a lakeside café on the outskirts of town. However, the weather forecasts for today turned out as threatening as yesterday (i.e. more or less predicting the end of the world by lightning and floods). So I suggested that if she was brave enough to venture out at all, perhaps a cup of tea and a muffin in my flat would be adventure enough. She accepted, and as things turned out, she even managed to get a lift with her husband rather than driving herself. (He had some errands in town and then came back to pick her up again after a couple of hours, when he was done with whatever it was he had planned.) 

Just like yesterday, lightning and floods decided (presumably) to hit on some other spot rather than just around here, and all we got was some rather ordinary rain. My friend and I both agreed that "staying home" was still a better choice for this afternoon, though.

Looking at various weather apps for tomorrow now, it seems that we may then expect warnings for temperatures rapidly rising to "too hot" instead... Ah well. As Scarlett O'Hara (in Gone with the Wind) would have said - "I'll think about that tomorrow"! 

Second Bloom

 

The geraniums I bought for my balcony some time back in late spring are now springing into their "second bloom" (after a period of rest). 

 

Today I haven't been out except on the balcony, because for one thing I had the laundry room booked for the afternoon, and for another it's been a day of severe weather warnings issued: threatening us with storm, heavy downpour, flooding and traffic problems. However, in my immediate neighbourhood, one clash of distant thunder + a few short gentle showers (with the rain falling straight down) have not yet (9:30 pm) lived up to those threats. 

 

But the temperature outdoors has dropped considerably over the past hour or two, so just now I'm letting fresh air in through balcony door and windows before going to bed.

 

Yesterday was sunny and warm. I called my hairdresser in the morning to ask if she could fit me in. I got an appointment for 1 pm, which meant a rather hot walk into town and back; but at least my hair should not need cutting again until September. 

 

Every now and then I'm still dipping into envelopes of old photos from my dad and granddad. Below is one of me that I had half in mind to link to the past weekend's Sepia Saturday as an example of hairdos from the 1950's... (I didn't get round to it, though, and now it's already a new week.) The thing is, I have just about the same "look" after washing my hair now as I had at the age of 2! (Just not quite as amused about it now as back then!) 😄

 

 

 

 

 

Weekend Reflections

 

After some rainy and windy days, Wednesday brought back the sun, blue skies, fluffy clouds, and rather perfect conditions for some river reflections... 

The second photo was taken from the bridge you see in the background of the first one, looking in the opposite direction.

I must have posted hundreds of photos of the same views over my years of blogging - and yet, because of ever changing skies and seasons, they're never exactly the same... :)

"Nature gives to every time and season unique beauty;
 from morning to night, as from the cradle to the grave, 
it’s just a succession of changes so soft and comfortable 
that we hardly notice the progress." 
— Charles Dickens 

 Linking to Weekend Reflections and Skywatch Friday