I think our climates are very similar, Donna. Our dusting is due today. The whole city is already shutting down. I don’t know why, but us Brits cannot cope with any snow.
Found it. Pretty and subdued. It made me remember the weeks we sailed down the Intracoastal Waterway (ICW) in the southeastern USA with our boat many year ago. Sometimes, the channel became quite narrow and we could peek into people’s gardens. Some of them had colorful and quite unique creatures, like giraffes, windmills, or other colorful constructions. Elaborate to say the least, but a fun distraction from the monotony of motoring south to the warmth for eight hours a day.
The only thing I refuse to allow in the garden are gnomes, Liesbet. I don’t know what it is about them, but they scare me. Garden ‘furniture’ (so to speak), seems to have become very popular. I’m always amazed at what they come up with every year. The Kangaroo was a present from my sister who lives in Brisbane. She had great difficulty getting it to the UK, but he finally made it here last July. I’m not sure he likes the Britsh winter, though.
Your boat trip along the narrow channel sounds very interesting. It reminds me a little of how I used to enjoy peering into people’s basement apartments when on the way home after a night out. I’ve no idea why they left the curtains open, so they can’t blame me for wanting to look in on their lives, can they?
Oh, how I love peeking inside people’s homes, when “invited” like that! We once did a house sit with thirty gnomes in one patch of garden. When looking down from the bathroom window, you’d look straight into their territory. Nope, you would not have loved that one. 🙂
He doesn’t seem to have moved much since settling in our garden. He probably only moves around at nighttime when I’m asleep. That could be the reason why I hear strange noises coming from the garden at night.
The state of the garden has nothing to do with me, John. All credit to my partner. However, I do enjoy sitting in it, between June and September, while sipping a glass of wine.
We’re due a dusting tomorrow, Elizabeth, but nothing like what you’ve had in your part of the world. We only need one snowflake to fall anywhere in the UK and the whole country comes to a standstill.
It’s a very cool roo, Hugh!
Wow, you have been most prolific with blogging. I have a lot of catching up to do. Have a great rest of the week. Hugs!
I was in a prolific blogging mood last week, Teagan. Nothing this week, though. I’ve been too busy with Bloggers Bash stuff.
Hugs to you.
Your garden is lovely, Hugh and I see that rascally kangaroo!
Thanks, Terri. None of my work. My work is making use of the garden by sitting in it when it’s warm enough to do so.
That is the most important kind, Hugh! 🙂
Spotted it after taking a closer look at the lovely garden. 😊
All the hard work of my partner, Irene. I just like sitting in the garden, rather than getting my hands dirty.
There is indeed a kangaroo in the garden and I for one am very happy to see this! The garden looks delightful Hugh.
Thanks, Debbie. All credit to my partner for the garden, and to my sister, who lives in Brisbane, for the kangaroo.
Cute!
Our weather looks very similar, Hugh. Our backyard grass is a similar green….and we’re also predicted to have a dusting of snow soon.
I think our climates are very similar, Donna. Our dusting is due today. The whole city is already shutting down. I don’t know why, but us Brits cannot cope with any snow.
Found it. Pretty and subdued. It made me remember the weeks we sailed down the Intracoastal Waterway (ICW) in the southeastern USA with our boat many year ago. Sometimes, the channel became quite narrow and we could peek into people’s gardens. Some of them had colorful and quite unique creatures, like giraffes, windmills, or other colorful constructions. Elaborate to say the least, but a fun distraction from the monotony of motoring south to the warmth for eight hours a day.
The only thing I refuse to allow in the garden are gnomes, Liesbet. I don’t know what it is about them, but they scare me. Garden ‘furniture’ (so to speak), seems to have become very popular. I’m always amazed at what they come up with every year. The Kangaroo was a present from my sister who lives in Brisbane. She had great difficulty getting it to the UK, but he finally made it here last July. I’m not sure he likes the Britsh winter, though.
Your boat trip along the narrow channel sounds very interesting. It reminds me a little of how I used to enjoy peering into people’s basement apartments when on the way home after a night out. I’ve no idea why they left the curtains open, so they can’t blame me for wanting to look in on their lives, can they?
Oh, how I love peeking inside people’s homes, when “invited” like that! We once did a house sit with thirty gnomes in one patch of garden. When looking down from the bathroom window, you’d look straight into their territory. Nope, you would not have loved that one. 🙂
Looks a bit like an “Aussie” garden there Hugh! 😉
I don’t think the Kangaroo feels at home, though. Too cold for him.
I see him 🤭
I like this. Much easier than finding Waldo. At the base of the stairs.
Is the Waldo you’re referring to the ghost town in British Columbia?
Ha, no. The puzzle started by one of your own countrymen – http://mentalfloss.com/article/90967/14-facts-about-wheres-waldo
How strange, over here it’s known as ‘Wheres Wally.’
That’s funny. When I looked it up, I saw references to both. I guess we really don’t speak the same language.
I see him but I now if I look again later he’ll have hopped to a different spot in the photo!
He doesn’t seem to have moved much since settling in our garden. He probably only moves around at nighttime when I’m asleep. That could be the reason why I hear strange noises coming from the garden at night.
I’m sure he’s getting into mischief at night! Haha!
I’m glad I have my Magoo glasses on. I found the roo and the sheep.
Great stuff, Rob. Magoo glasses sound very interesting.
LOL!
He’s sneaking up on the lamb. Oh no!
That lamb looks rather startled, don’t you think?
Yes. It thinks if it stands very still, the kangaroo won’t see it.
I see him (or her). your garden is lovely Hugh.
The state of the garden has nothing to do with me, John. All credit to my partner. However, I do enjoy sitting in it, between June and September, while sipping a glass of wine.
I’m sure your happiness there is an inspiration to your partner’s efforts.
Oh oh oh! I see him, but only when I went back to look after reading comments!
I’m glad you spotted him.
I see him! Is he about to pouince on a sheep?
Yes, and by the look on the sheep’s face, it knows it.
Cute kangaroo 🙂
He says ‘Thank Roo.’
I’ve spotted it…(but won’t tell a soul). What a beautifully tended garden, >Hugh…
I can’t give myself any of the credit for the state of the garden, Joy. I’m more of an ‘indoor’ type.
It used to be spot the ball, but I suppose if it’s that cold they’d have rolled off so spot the roo instead.
I hope you used an ‘x’.
Big big kiss Hugh…
I see him too!
Don’t tell him you see him, though.
Found him😉
Not sure whether to disclose here or not!
Keep it a secret. He’s very shy. 😀
He he! 🤫
Beautiful yard, but where is the snow?
We’re due a dusting tomorrow, Elizabeth, but nothing like what you’ve had in your part of the world. We only need one snowflake to fall anywhere in the UK and the whole country comes to a standstill.