Sunday, December 26, 2010

1,000 posts later...

Believe it or not, this is the thousandth blog post I've written here. How on earth did that happen?

Maybe 'written' is too strong a word, as recently most posts have consisted of photos accompanied by the barest of captions. Hopefully next year I'll get round to being a good blog writer, with proper writing and everything. But it's still 1,000 posts though, words or no words.


Great Crested Newt eft
Things have changed a bit. I've moved, and left my garden out in the sticks - and the pond - behind. I'm sad about it but I'm trying to look on the bright side. If it wasn't for me, there would have been no pond there - no breeding Great Crested Newts, no dragonflies or beetles or caddis larvae and all the rest of it. I've done my bit for the Million Ponds Project (well, sort of - it doesn't meet the criteria but the newts and the clear water say it's OK!).

I just hope the next tenants appreciate the pond, so I'm in the process of writing some stuff about it for them to read.

On the other hand, some things don't change. I'm visiting my mum and dad for Christmas and I still enjoy watching the birds in their garden, which I suppose is where my interest in nature started...

This morning I peered out of the window and saw a Goldcrest feeding in a conifer - I'd have been quite excited about that as an eight-year-old. Actually, it's still good. Eight-year-old Katie would have liked the Reed Bunting and Yellowhammer feeding on the snowy lawn, the Goldfinches in the tree and the Pied Wagtail sitting on the trellis, too. But I bet there aren't as many Starlings and House Sparrows now as there were back then.

Here's to the future!