Have a Cigar - Pink Floyd

Welcome my son - Welcome to the machine!
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been. 

You've been in the pipeline filling in time,
provided with Toys and Scouting for Boys.
You brought a guitar to punish your ma, 

and you didn't like school and you know you're nobody's fool.
So welcome, welcome, welcome to the machine!

The day started in the stragest of ways with not a feather in sight as this

MAMMOTH

trundled up the driveway without so much as a

 Notice to Mariners Navigational Warning!

to undertake an operation that is

none of my business.

Being but a Simple Sailor and Seawater Only

we never involve ourselves in such things as

Machinary or Electrickery

but this was wonderment to watch

even to this

OLD SALT

simply could not

drag myself away - AMAZING!

but very little (new) in the field with that single exception.

A little bit of a stir right outside of the door as the male
PHEASANT

seemed to have the idea

must have thought Spring had Sprung as in persuit of this
Female

while further afield the

CORMORANTs

were present again along the

MOORS RIVER

while sticking with the aquanauts a couple of male

TUFTED DUCK

were located back on the
Irrigation Pond
along with an unseen but singing Little Grebe in this clip

along with another.

Close by a couple (we won't say 'pair' just yet) of

GREY SQUIRREL

were frollicking while

"by the Oak Trees' Mossy Moot"

Linden Lee - Ralph Vaughan Williams

"and where for me the Apple Tree do lean down low in Linden Lee"!
Additionally, it was noted that the

RHODODENDRON
(in many ways an introduced plague)

are now in bud and while a favourite of only a very few it does attract an absolute cracker of an Insect which we will surely highlight soon after the turn of the month.

We did tarry (great word in-it?) a while to note some of last years

BRACKET FUNGI

going over while aloft the

MAGPIEs
are almost there.
No denying that the Best was found to be Last
and only turning but a single cover to find a

FIELD VOLE

beneath.
"To Bed! To Bed!" says Sleepy-head;
"Tarry awhile," says Slow;

"Put on the Pan," says Greedy Nan;

"Let's sup before we go."

"Oh by the way which one's Pink"