Tasty worms
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♥Apr. 12th, 2015 // 04:20 pm♥
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This morning, I was digging over a bed in the garden (we've taken some big shrubs out of it, so it was full of roots and holes and needed levelling off) when I noticed that Esme and Magrat were edging closer and closer to the end I'd already done.
The next time I found a juicy-looking worm, I threw it over and Esme grabbed it. I threw another one, closer to Magrat, and she scoffed it down with much excited quacking. Esk and Agnes were, by this point, also edging closer (although not as close: they're a lot more used to us now, but are still more timid than the other two). I took careful aim and threw the next worm as close to equidistant as I could manage, and they all dived for it. Esk was quickest, and scurried off around the garden, hotly pursued, until she managed to swallow it down. Esme got the next one, and again they all ran around the garden, and then Magrat got her turn to run away from the others: Agnes just didn't seem to be quick enough, though. And by then I'd finished digging the bed. Poor Agnes.
This afternoon, we had a bonfire and entered the next phase of Operation Ground Elder. We need to buy more weed fabric, and bark chippings, now.
In between, we went up to the woods with Jodie: the anemones are in full swing, and there are just enough bluebells out that you can see a slight blue tint to the green. In the middle of the biggest anemone patch, we could smell something floral. The internet tells me that wood anemone flowers don't have a scent, though, so we're confused about what it might have been. |
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