I've found myself easily distracted over the last week or two with the amusing antics of the current broods of baby birds in the garden. There's this lovely delicious stage shortly after fledging when they're out in the big wide world for the first time, yet not fully ready for it. The stage when they fly in the oddest manner, more like bumble bees than birds - while they perfect the act of steering whilst in flight and hone the amazingly agile skills that adult birds demonstrate with jealousy-inducing ease.
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It's lovely to see so many bees in the garden, it always feels like summer when you can see their constant business and activity.
I did the RSPBs garden bird count earlier in the year - I try to do it each year, not only for the data this adds to the RSPB's efforts, but for my own interest too - I keep a copy of my count and like to compare it year on year. This year I had a really good selection on the day of the count, but was aware that there were much fewer tits than I'd normally expect, yet more of the slightly rarer species like bullfinches - I had 6 (3 pairs) at the same time that one day. Yet I only counted one each of blue tits and great tits, expecting more as they're usually a garden staple.
But hopefully that meant they were just elsewhere that particular day as I now have a good crop of youngsters of each species. The garden has been alive with them - I reckon at least 8 of each at the moment - and they've given me more than enough pleasure this month to justify my bird food budget.
One thing that they've been up to that I can't say I've noticed before is a seeming fixation with water. I have 3 different bird baths in the bird area and pretty much every time I look, there are baby birds in and around all of them. In fact they've got such a pool party thing going on with various splashing and drinking that I'm having to go out and top them up at least once every day.
My neighbour has a little water feature in her garden that has a circulating body of water that falls as a little fountain into a pool - the baby birds have been having even more fun in hers - washing vigorously under the fountain part - that she's having to top it up daily too. She also noticed that this seems to be a new phenomena this year. Maybe the mild winter didn't kill off as many parasites as usual and they feel the need for more vigorous bathing this spring.
Being babies, there does seem to have been a lot of time perching on the edge of the water wondering quite what they should do. There are often two or three at once, and it looks for all the world like they're trying to build up the courage to jump in and the others are offering the necessary encouragement. I just haven't been able to catch a decent photograph of the action as the baths the babies prefer is in a sheltered spot in deep shadow.
This little fella stepped into the shallower of my baths and just stood there a while, testing the sensation on his feet, waiting to see if anything terrible happened. He ventured to drink a little, paddled round a bit, sat down in it, paddled some more. Stood looking around as if waiting for inspiration or help from above from a friend, then suddenly decided to just go for it - he flapped his wings vigorously splashing water everywhere, then sat for a moment, all fluffed up and wet, just taking stock of what had just happened, had he suffered any harm? Deciding that he hadn't, he flapped vigorously some more and was gone to shake off in the sun. I felt rather privileged to share his first time with him.
Work this week:
I've had this particular connector idea in mind for some time and finally got to trying it this week after coiling some wire for another piece and it reminded me. As is often the case with new designs, it takes a few 'prototypes' to perfect the methodology and overcome snags, but I am now in the regular habit of keeping a detailed design journal, so that once I have settled on a method, I record it in longhand detail and can easily return to the design to re-make it without having to re-think it each time. As you make things, you might find that it works best to work a particular end first, or to hammer or polish a section before making up as you can't reach it later etc. So keeping a 'recipe' for the workflow for any particular design, as well as measurements and gauges of wire used, has proved to be well worth the time and discipline it takes me at the time.
Coil on coil antiqued copper earrings with deep blue teal and amber topaz Czech fire polished crystals.
Downloading the latest photographs, I noticed that I was almost at image no. 28,000 in my jewellery photography camera. I do take a lot of duplicates, even of the same view, variously for optional focus or exposure to see which I prefer. So I did a quick tot up of how many of these images actually make it to finally sell the item - I think that I have now 'published' over 4,200 jewellery images (and each one is done at least two finished sizes), selling something like 800 different pieces, an average of over 5 images per item. If I were to spend 15 minutes on each published image; taking, cropping, retouching, saving and uploading it - wait for it - that represents over 1000 hours of work, which is over 26 working weeks! No wonder it seems like a perpetual task!