Alas, the weather wasn't better ... The wind was less, but it rained and felt cold an uncomfortable. I left the house at 7.30 a.m., to a dark sky with no hint of dawn.
There were no raven calls, nor any ravens. Only when I got to the ravens field did one appear - coming from the clump of Horse Chestnuts again. One of the young pair, its companion again flying straight to the enclosure.
I walked round, throwing scraps for them - they always keep well away.
Back in the big field, the 'more food' way, they got scared off by Duffy, a young and bouncy whippet, who was dead keen on getting some of the scraps from my pocket.
That was too much for any of the ravens - the quarry pair didn't even put in an appearance.
But there was sufficient food for all ravens on the pavements: today, the rubbish gets collected, so the urban fox, who lives somewhere in Llandaff Fields, had ripped open all the food-refuse bags, contents spread all over the place. Good pickings for ravens.
Hopefully, the rain will have stopped by tomorrow ...
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Hi there dear {Yma} - I'm glad to see you up and about again, but wonder if you should be strolling around in the cold rain??
After all, as you said, the fox will make sure the Ravens have enough to eat!
Please take care of yourself first, Ravens second!
Hiya, realwest - well, thanks to years of being out with two, then one Border Collies, I've got a good collection of waterproof outer clothes, wellies, the lot!
That was pure defence: Big Dog and Madame loved being outdoors, no matter what - except when it was so stormy that their tails were blown back against their bodies ...
It was only in their last year, when they were old and not well that they preferred the indoors.
So I'm pretty snug and dry in the rain - except where it hits my face ...
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