I saw a little squirrel go a walking human paths well trod
His tail was swishing to and fro as if ‘twas like a passing nod
to metronomes just beating time accompanying his daily trek
And oft times I remember him, his journey by that lonely beck
I ponder this, and wonder that, considering his lonely jaunt
I saw him yet again today and thought him looking rather gaunt
I’d like to think he sees me, yet, I hope he knows I can’t forget
The joy he brought when e’er we met reminds me of the epithet.
Bright eyed and bushy tailed
This being my first audio attempt I am spoiled for choice of what to offer. I tried so many versions and have rejected dozens, but cannot pick which one of six should be THE ONE. Being human, and kind, I’m giving you all six. You choose!
Words, pictures, and audio all ©petermatthews February2021
I met a poorly squirrel
now what could rhyme with that
I asked what she was doing there
and then we had a chat
Suggested she move somewhere safe
and not stay on the ground
I even helped her start to climb
close by where she was found
I came back later she was there
looking much the same
I do not think that she’ll survive
it really is a shame!
I talk to them, they talk to me
in easy stages one two three
First greet them with a bright “Good Day”
and ask them if they’ve time to stay
Then if they have, ask how they are
and have they had to travel far
Are they alone or with their spouse
Do they live in a hole or house
It’s truly magic, meeting friends
the joys of walking show no ends
Some of you may know that I go for a walk most days. I talk to the trees and anything else I encounter along the way. In these days of Covid I have changed my route and now I mostly go through fields, woodland, along the river and canal. I stay away from roads and people as much as possible!
Today I had a real bonus meeting and conversation. Apart from the cattle, horses, swans, spiders, grasshoppers, and birds, that is.
I quite often come across a dead mouse, or vole, and that’s what I saw this morning, and then……she moved. It was a teeny tiny mouse, and her name was Melissa. I know that for a fact because she told me. You may think me a little potty, nuts, crazy, or whatever. I don’t care.
I asked Melissa if I could take a few photographs to remember her by, and she agreed. In fact she was quite happy and so that her friends on Mousebook could see what a big girl she is she asked if I could put a Pound coin alongside her to compare with. A pound coin is 23.43mm diameter. That is 0.922 inches in old money!
Melissa was exploring her neighbourhood for the first time but couldn’t remember how old she was. Baby mice grow up very quickly. After just six days, they have fur and can move and squeak. After 18 days, they are ready to leave the nest. Female mice can start having babies when they are just six weeks old. They can produce 10 litters every year, with up to 12 babies in each litter.
She soon went back to the nest which was accessed by a small hole in the ground. Another of her siblings popped his head out to say a quick hello but disappeared and didn’t want his photograph taken.
Seriously though, folks, isn’t she gorgeous. So much so that I am not sharing her space with any other friends I met today.
I’m sorry Mrs Spider that I destroyed your home
I merely wished to walk your way whilst on my morning roam
I hope you soon restore the mess that I so rudely made
Please send the bill to me at once, it will be swiftly paid!
OK, I have to admit defeat. There is, apparently, no village, town, or city in the UK that starts with an X!
There are plenty that start with EX, such as:
Exe – Somerset
Exe – Devon
Exeter – Devon
Exley – Calderdale
Exminster – Devon
Exmoor – Somerset
Exmouth – Devon
Exnaboe – Shetland Islands
Exning – Suffolk
Exted – Kent
Exton – Hampshire
Although the great google in the sky says that Exe exists in both Devon and Somerset I can only find the River Exe, which I was aware of.
It rises at Exe Head, near the village of Simonsbath, on Exmoor in Somerset, 5.2 miles from the Bristol Channel coast, but flows more or less directly due south, so that most of its length lies in Devon. It is 35 miles long.
The longest river in the UK is the River Severn which is 220 miles long and has the greatest flow in England and Wales. It has been the source of a great deal of flooding recently.
Not that any of this gives me a limerick, so here goes.
Sexy-Sadie from Exe in Devon
thought she’d died and ended in heaven
but sad to recall
she had suffered a fall
and was drowning quite fast in the Severn
Aardvarks have very poor sight
and eat many termites each night
50,000 they say
then they sleep through the day
after washing them down with a Sprite.
(they don’t really drink Sprite, but the 50,000 is accurate!)
Well, I’ve gone from A to Z and back again with animal, birds, and insect limericks. What to do next week? Answers please on the back of a £50 note!
Faces and places and all sorts of things
Insects with feelers, and pincers, and wings
Birds in the sky and beasts in the fields
Each of them part of all that Earth yields.