Sing for your supper

A yellowhammer on a more natural perch than Monday's bird.  This male was singing his heart out on the flailed hedge along Braegate.  Suddenly they are back in their breeding territories and erupting into song,  there will be fewer birds feeding around the farmyard now.  Spring is just round the corner, and we should be hearing the first chiffchaffs anytime now.

This was the end of the day, a dry end to another wet one.  We picked up another dehumidifier to speed up the drying of the new extension.  We now have two industrial dehumidifiers and two domestic ones working in there.  There will be a lot of water in the cavity between the bricks and blocks, and I guess it's going to take a few weeks to draw it all out.  We need to get it out before we can paint the walls and ceilings and then lay the floors.

A word to all those kind blippers who commented and left hearts and stars on the backblipped 2000th blip featuring Gus.  My apologies if I haven't yet thanked you in person.  There is so much going on here with the building work and related activity, that I have just not had the time to spend here.