Sunday

The plover is still sitting on the nest and it doesn't look as though it will be getting up any time soon. M has been over to check and the eggs have not yet hatched and she is starting to wonder if they are still viable. I have wanted to go over and have a look but didn't want to disturb them again ... not for a photograph anyway ... although I'm not sure I will be so restrained once the eggs do hatch.

We have the possibility of more hatchlings at Latimers too. The swallows have returned to the nest out the front and it appears that we have a parent bird spending a lot of time there at the moment ... sitting. I think I also heard some baby bird twitters when I was at home sick the other day ... but we may only really be able to tell once the heads start popping up over the top, their little beaks open and waiting for food to be dropped in. This goes a long way to explain why the furries are spending so much time out there. The other day Tinka was in one of the chairs and Maggie was sitting on the ground under her. I'm not sure if either knew the other was there.

The Markets were good this morning - only a small crowd - small enough to have a good conversation. And there was some of that ... ranging from property talk, to parenting talk, to talk of the garden and the fruit trees that didn't make it when Fl and his siblings got to them.

After the Markets, Sooz and I went for a drive over to Labrador to have another look at the duplex, this time in the sunshine. We went around to the reserve it backs on to and had a look and I was pleased that the sun bathed most of the covered deck - so that was a good sign. We went to call in on the agent but as it was Sunday, they weren't there so we'll have to catch up with them tomorrow.