Marty

Hi, young Albert Your quackers? (Or do I mean: 'You're crackers'? )

Great news, Bucket!

And all we need is Faith - "There's nothing left but faith" (and possibly Hope..?) I can't believe that Album is almost 40 years old! (1981) The Cure put out some amazing stuff. It's impossible to pick a favourite, but Lovesong, from their 1989 album Disintegration always blows me away, just because of its sheer simplicity...

Good morning, everyone!

Hang on in there, oh Artful one. (Although I wasn't sure whether to give a Sad emoticon or a Laughing one when I read your final statement about hockey... )

They are indeed a beautiful flower, clo And what a lovely surprise it must have been to find those flowers amongst your grandparents' old letters. Its scientific name is Myosotis arvensis, but I can understand why the Alzheimer Society might use the flower as their symbol, because the common name for the flower in English is "Forget-me-not", although this may just a direct translation of the name it had already been given by the French: "Ne m'oubliez pas", or perhaps from the German: "Vergissmeinnicht". This flower has been adopted by several associations, including Newfoundlanders wishing to commemorate their fallen from the First World War, particularly the Battle of the Somme where so many were lost. I actually have a few of them flowering in planters outside, grown from commercial seed. I might try to take some macro shots of them in the next few days (if I can remember which box my macro lens is hiding in).

Sleep well, Albert

And with that bit of sillyness out of the way...

All just different shades of violet, young Albert!

A neighbour told me earlier today that there's no such thing as a blue flower. He claimed they are all just different shades of violet. I thought about it for a while, and then just looked at him and said: "You'll be telling me next that there's no such thing as colours. But that they're all just pigments of our imagination."

Just out of interest, here's a macro shot I took of a honeysuckle inflorescence in August of 2015:

I normally find that if I just prune the vines near their bases occasionally I can keep it under control. As the vines wither they may look unsightly for a while. But, yes, I have seen them overtake hedges if left to grow completely wild.

That looks like honeysuckle, also known as woodbine (Lonicera periclymenum), one of my favourite wild flowers. It's actually growing wild in the hedge on one side of my garden (the one the robins are nesting in). The flowers have a beautiful scent, particularly after dark on warm evening. Apparently they are pollinated by night flying moths that have long tongues (technically: proboscises) that can get down to the nectar at the base of the long tube-like flowers. Some species of bees are known to bite through the base of that tube to get at the nectar.

Sweet!

That's good to hear... Because I love me, too!

Greetings, young Albert! Hope all's well, and you haven't got a sore head after all the birthday celebrations.

I was having exactly the same problem last night and this morning. I can only get mobile broadband where I live, and it can often be a bit flaky at the best of times. But since the lockdown, and the kids being home from school all the time, it's been a lot worse. Late last night even opening a page like this one was taking in excess of 30 seconds or more. So, as you can probably imagine, it was a waste of time trying to watch youtube, or any of my other video streaming sites. Happy Wednesday yourself, B!

Good morning, all. Another beautiful day here, so don't expect to see all that much of me until late evening. (Although I will be in occasionally for snacks.) Hope you all have a great day.

It is actually very possible that I am mixing the contents of two different books that I read around fifty years or so ago about wilderness life in Canada in the early 1900's, and that it was only Grey Wolf's work that contained the information about beavers. I'm just not fully sure after all these years. I really should try and dig the books out (my book collection is vast, and currently in various and numerous boxes and crates). But, if you're interested, the National Film Board of Canada have an 8 minute silent film (with annotations) called The Beaver People, which was originally released in 1928 by the "National Parks of Canada, Department of the Interior", showing Grey Wolf and his wife interacting with beavers... https://www.nfb.ca/film/beaver_people/

I bet you say that to all the good looking guys...

Voice of experience there, young Albert?

Good night, gang!

I'd say that's happening to a lot of tourist spots around the world this year, Albert...

I've a couple of books by Grey Owl somewhere, at least one of them supposedly signed by him (although I suspect the signature was done as part of the actual printing). Definitely a cool guy, although he lost a lot of his credibility when it was discovered that he was lying about his real heritage. He was actually born and reared in the town of Hastings in the south of England (the Hastings made famous in 1066 with the Battle of Hastings, and the Norman conquest of England).

When and if I manage to dig the book out, I'll give you the tile and author.