The mouse at the bottom of the garden
Enjoying a couple of weeks resting at home from on the road does not mean I can stop admiring all around me. Why, sometimes I don’t have to step out the garden perimeter to gain a lot of wonder. Today I sat watching a commotion on the bird feeder, a neighbourhood row as you may say between a family of green finches and a family of blue tits, I looked down and saw a little fellow that was gaining from the fallout One of the little mice that scurries around that corner of the garden was waiting to pick all that was dropped. I had my camera in hand so took the opportunity to capture the couple of minutes it was there.
Out came his nose, whiskers twitching to sense all was well, he even kept looking me and the lens straight in the eye. I see it quite often when I am pottering about outside and perhaps we have mutual trust of each other. Without bothering about me he set about his little feast.
Before too long his tiny stomach had had enough. There was food everywhere from the mess the birds had made. I am sure he will be back to this spot often. he took one last look around and popped back in his leafy hole underneath.
I say he, it could well be a she? I am no expert on little mammals. One thing I am sure of though is that it is fascinating to take a little time out for five minutes, look deep in the little things around you and get a bit of joy out of what you can see. I missed the bird fight but I am sure there will be more. Patience and more coffee breaks on the garden step in order.