Every home has its own little quirks. Interesting, odd, or even strange things that happen there. What an estate agent might [if pinned down to actually answer] maybe call its own unique set of features.
One of the ones about my place is the ladybirds.
For reasons best known to themselves, ladybirds of many species seem to find it ideal to winter here. So, every Autumn and Spring, when it gets past a certain level of light and especially warmth, they suddenly appear around my windows - inside and outside.
As univited houseguests go, they're not unwelcome. [Ok, maybe not the Harlequins..]
Here's a few;
Bugs!
Bugs!
Help!
Aaaarrgh...
[With apologies to Mr. Heinlein...]
In other news..
Madness this morning as, just as I was finally lining up a 'Two Nuthatch' shot, a GSW flew in! Its arrival flushed everything [there were Coal Tits], and the sudden explosion of birds panicked the woodie, which flew off too.
Bugger.
Be Seeing You..
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