Menosukhi Meanderings; more from the little park outing.

Figgate park turned out to be one of those little community parks, tucked away in suburbia, where one finds many folk out and about making the most of the little bit of countryside on their doorsteps. Friendly too. Everyone was willing to nod and pass the time of day, and some were quite chatty. Popular with animals too.

We met Rex and his owner at one end, then met again at the other end of the walk. At which point, Rex decided he liked being photographed!

Not a large dog and of no particular pedigree, Rex was rescued from the RSPCA some eight years earlier. He is loving and happy, said his owner - and he made sure she got her exercise! He was certainly happy to take ear scritchies from myself and Mac1.

As we wandered through, at a distance I spotted a cat. It appeared over a fence from a garden. Birds were catching its attention, but efforts of chase were rather half-hearted, it has to be said. Not underfed, that cat. Could do with a grooming though!

Mac1 was particularly keen that the father and I meet Mother Willow, a tree of which she had become rather fond on her runs in the park. All the trees round the place have immense character - but Mother has certainly 'seen life'...
























As we passed other, more upright and sturdy willows along the stream, there was an enormous screeching going on from a crow, half a dozen magpies and, it turned out, two grey squirrels. What a ruckus! The single crow was busy buzzing around with feathers at full spread and cawing at the very top of lung capacity. At one point I thought it was going to land on my head! The maggies were conferencing and as for the squirrels, well, who knows what they were about; whichever way it went among the three parties, territory was almost certainly the bone of contention.  Fudge missed the dive-bombing crow and is pretty bored with magpies, but did have a go at capturing the squirrels...














































Not the best, but it was a long way up. Later, as we came back, peace was restored to the magnificent specimens.
























Clearly the squirrels are very much part of the park, for they even feature in the under-bridge mural.  More piccies tomorrow.


7 comments:

  1. Loved going on your walk with you. Wow, the under-bridge mural was beautifully done!

    Your Pals,

    Murphy & Stanley

    ReplyDelete
  2. What a beautiful park.
    I loved seeing a photo of your sister and Dad.
    Hugs madi and mom

    ReplyDelete
  3. I so love your pots. post. Still struggling with these nails!!!

    ReplyDelete
  4. wow that park sounds like a place for me... maybe I can go on squirrel hunt with Rex there?

    ReplyDelete
  5. Do you want me to come back from Switzerland and sort out those squirrels for you?
    Toodle pip!
    Bertie.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hari OM
      what a generous offer lad... but don't drag Gail away from her fun just yet. They'll wait - maybe we can connect in Edinburgh e'er lang (one of these times we'll get it right!!!) Yxx

      Delete

Have your say...the cloud is listening.
Meanwhile I will put the kettle on: if you ask a question it will be answered.
So be sure to check back!!!

For personal contact, please use the email box on the Wild YAM/Contact page.