This is the chaffinch:

This is the English robin:

Tomorrow I will show you what I came up with for the fireplace, as my sister asked 'though it's not too exciting. And I have some good news about Bailey!
as Claude would say, (Until tomorrow)




Here, I have placed them next to the globe so that you can see the similarity between the birds and the globe. I could have got two birds in exactly the same pose but I am too much of a fanatic about symmetry. So I shut down my urge and took two different poses. Here's the final look.

I have tried to take this picture several times but there were always cars parked in front of it. As you can see it has a western theme. This is on one of the older streets in downtown Carlsbad. The town is quite old and was built because of the spring waters available here. They named the town after Karlsbad in Bohemia, now Karlovy Vary, Czech Republic. The link with Karlsbad, Bohemia is because a well was dug here in the 1880's and when the water was analyzed it was found to be equal in mineral content to this European city, one of Europe's most popular health spas. The well can still be seen beside the Coast Road, the old highway#101 that spans the length of California.
And yes, that is the new Henrietta sitting there on the left. She's only there until the rainy season is over.
If I ever have a large vase of flowers I will often put it there. On the left side of the fireplace I used to have a seagull, in keeping with our rather vague nautical theme in this room. Other pictures on the wall have an ocean or harbor theme.
So this year I discovered a really nice fire screen which can sit in front of the fireplace when it is not lit and I asked for it for Christmas.
I have just finished talking on the phone to my sister in Canada for about an hour. We were comparing notes on the book we both received for Christmas: "The Right Side of the Dyke" by Margaret Smith and Rita Sellars. Such a great book! All about our village of Flamborough in the UK. In the book you can really hear the fisherman talking in that great Flamborian accent. Now that the holidays are over I can sit down and digest it more slowly. I absolutely gobbled it up in two evenings when I first got it.
Aerial View of the Headland. (Click to Enlarge)
Thinking about Flamborough, I decided to get out a CD I've had for quite some time but haven't listened to for ages --"Your Hit Parade 1951".
OOOF! That brought back some memories. Two Mario Lanza favorites "Be My Love" and "The Loveliest Night of the Year" almost brought tears to my eyes, and as my husband will tell you I am far from being sentimental! I can still see "His Master's Voice" red labels on the records which I played over and over again in the front room at 15 Woodcock Road. Tonight I had the house to myself so I turned up the sound. There was just me and the cat. Though I have to admit, the cat took off to sleep under the table in the kitchen.
Eventually we moved from Flamborough to Bridlington for a couple of years. While there I joined the Youth Group at Christ Church. There were about fifteen of us as I remember. It was a great group of young people and often we would all go as a group to The Rep. This was a weekly performance done by the seaside Repertory Company who put on a different play each week at the Spa. I can't tell you now what the shows were (I think one was "Charlie's Aunt") but I do clearly remember that Mantovani's "Charmaine " was the main theme music all the way through one of the performances. I've loved it ever since.
I listened and......OOOF! That feeling again.
What is that strange feeling you get just above the heart and somewhere in the back of the throat? It's not tears and yet it's not quite happiness. It has something to do with nostalgia and all those wonderful feelings we experienced when we were young and life was full of surprises and excitement -- things that I am so thankful to have had, yet saddened because they are from so long ago.
I just had another birthday this past Christmas. That makes me 71. Yet those memories and feelings are as clear to me now as they were so long ago. I am so truly thankful that I have these wonderfully happy memories to look back upon.
Thank you Flamborough and Bridlington and thank you Lord for giving me a great life of happiness!
Quite tiny, but so pretty and delicate. We have several quite large bushes of these in our back and front yards.
Anything that blooms in January is worth noting. By the weekend we will be having another Santa Ana. A mixed blessing, because we love the warm weather but the fires can also come, along with the Santa Ana winds.