Given the opportunity I like to check the legs of dead birds for a ring but rarely do I find a ringed bird other than the occasional disoriented racing pigeon. Their scaly legs display the relationship of birds to reptiles and I am reminded of the old joke: A rather plain woman is walking down the road with a parrot on her shoulder. A man is passing by and she clutches his sleeve.
'If you can tell me what this is on my shoulder you can have me.'
The man looks bemused. 'Er...a crocodile?' he suggests.
'That's close enough,' she says, and pounces on him.
Anyway, we went to a garden centre near Rugby for a climbing rose but there were none that met our requirements - and at £22 each I wasn't going to pay for something that wasn't just right. Instead we ended up buying a Garrya elliptica. At £7 that was considerably less painful.
|My Garrya elliptica. Stefen Hill, Daventry. 13 September, 2016|
The hoverfly, Myathropa florea, visiting ivy blooms. Daventry town centre.
13 September, 2016