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Showing posts with label falconry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label falconry. Show all posts

Wednesday, 27 February 2008

ABC Wednesday....


F is for feathers............


...Like the ones on this European Eagle Owl.

His name is Sid.

A close up of Sid's feathers..........and one that he decided he didn't need any more:Some people can paint birds onto discarded feathers....they must have buckets of patience!

This one is an inch high. We bought it in Edinburgh:
These two were gifts from Nicaragua:

(This one is my favourite. I like the look on his face.)

Here are a few more feathers, these ones found in my garden.......
first, from a wee goldfinch (see the gold?)
this one is from a sparrowhawk. Those are white lines, on the top edge....
Lastly, here is an unusual Christmas decoration: a wreath made of feathers!

The sales assistant was trying to encourage purchases by telling people it would also make a great Easter Centrepiece. Hmm... not sure! But it's lovely and soft and fluffy.

And speaking of Fluffy, here's one of my cat, "Fluffy"! She's a fantastic friend!
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You can see more of Sid The Owl and his friends on this video of my Falconry Experience Day, where I met him:




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I bet there are lots of feathers in this week's ABC Wednesday! If you'd like to check out the other participants, or find out how to join in, please visit Mrs Nesbitt's blog!


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Tuesday, 28 August 2007

Never trust a hairdresser who has short hair

- It's true.
I don't know what it is.
Surely it isn't jealousy?
I mean, how can it be in their INTEREST to lop your hair all off anyway?
But here it is, irrefutable evidence.........
Photo one- taken the beginning of August, up in Yorkshire:

Photo two: taken on a "Falconry Experience Day", 17th August, after my ONE INCH TRIM:


See what I mean?
No?
OK here's another "before" shot, taken same day:


Know what she said?
"Oh well, my inch is like that," while shaping about 3 1/2 inches with her finger and thumb.
It's enough to make you chew your own foot off.
Nice owl, though, isn't he? He's called Sid.