May goeth on

Eighteenth of May

Back garden rose
You'll probably get a lot of these 'cause I like roses

Still on the nest
You'll probably get a lot of these 'cause I like grebes




Guess the flower
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'tis

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raspberry

flower






Not a dandelion but common hawkweed





This is the largest coot brood I've seen





Proud mama

Dad was between the kids and the footpath keeping folk at bay




Ribwort plantain

Swanlet

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Tuesday the Nineteenth of May

Two tits on the feeder




Stroppy looking tit




Mummy with twelve (TWELVE!) chicks

On the nest
There's no way that I know of telling the gender of a great crested grebe: they take turns sitting on the eggs





All the family

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Wednesday the Twentieth of May

What’s in a name? that which we call a rose

By any other name would smell as sweet;
(I did say that I like roses)

The pond

Extreme zoom to show that there's four eggs in the grebe's nest

Four's a lot for a grebe, at least as far as I know on the pond

Swan, swanlets and grebe

you can see the zoomage and croppage in the previous pic

The swan took a discrete path around the grebe's nest

Blue tit looking startled

There are at least three different families of tits being fed from here.

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Thursday the Twenty First of May

More rose!

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Friday the Twenty Second of May

Small mallard family




Still there




Dog rose




Mum on guard

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Sunday: posting Saturday's pics

As Mr Micawber said to David Copperfield:

Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought and six, result misery.

I've recently had to: buy a new laptop; sub up for Flickr; pay TV licence, taking me to the "ought and six" level. Gloom! Might have to cut back on the M&S food & go to Netto!

I seem to have aquired a new moggy, he's on the left with Gingernuts maintaining the advantage of height

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Flickr Pics here
Off to Shiny Sheff:
Started by getting up late: pure idleness, I woke at about half past seven and snuggled down to be reawoken at about ten to nine by the alarm on my phone. The bus goes at 9:35 and there's one every 2 hours thereafter so RUSH!. Just time to buy a corned beef salad sarnie.

The 271 to Crystal peaks is magic. It goes Shireoaks, Thorpe Salvin, Harthill, Kiveton, Wales and Killamarsh. Normally I don't like long bus journeys but this one's always been attractive.

Loads of oriental youths (mostly girls) at Cathedral snapping pics

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Loads of buskers on fargate. This girl was playing a transparent fiddle beautifully. I always feel that I have to give buskers something if I take their picture, in this case it was no hardship.

In Waterstones: Sue Hepworth was signing. Not, I'm afraid, my sort of book, so didn't approach her.

Being Saturday there was a wedding glut at the Town Hall ...

... and loads of photographers in the Peace Gardens.

Me reflected in one of the watercovered steel balls behind the Peace Gardens.

Got the bus to Graves park.

A slideshow of the park:

130+ pics so it'll take a while to watch it all.

Got the bus back to town. Got off to walk down to, and through, the station to photograph the water feature in front which I'd been reminded of on This blog.

Station forecourt: there had been a short shower and the trees' shadows were still damp where the sun hadn't reached.
The water "feature" (eat your heart out Gardeners' World) really is terrific,
although I'm not sure it goes with the Victorian station building.

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Behind the station there's something new: South Street Park.

They've made some rather nice steel steps ...

... and are creating what appears to be an ampitheatre.

Onward and upward to Park Hill flats in search of the subject of Diane's blog.

Found it ...

... someone had fun tracing those letters with glass tubing, bet it looks great lit up.

Tram to Crystal Peaks & bus home.