Woven With Gold Strings: The beginnings of a nest

Friday, May 22, 2015

The beginnings of a nest

We spotted some small amounts of mud on Wednesday! Having watched the Holker swallows build a nest from scratch, I know this tiny amount of mud will quickly become a place to lay their eggs.... so watch this space!

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Anne MurphyMay 23, 2015 at 12:01 PM
Aw lovely, just as you suspected/hoped!
And so it begins......
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David.

Woven with Gold Strings

When we found ourselves without our beloved Smeagol, we realised how much we missed the company of a cat. He had been with us both for fifteen years and I had got him when he was just eight weeks old. Smeagol passed away in March 2012, he would have been twenty years old that year!

We decided to plant an acer tree and bury his ashes under it. We found the tree we wanted from Abi and Tom's Garden Plants, a Kinran acer. Tom told us Kinran translated to Woven with Gold Strings.

Whilst we were deliberating about getting another cat and whether another cat could replace Smeagol, a stray cat started paying visits to our garden. He looked very young and was remarkably similar in appearance to Smeagol. He took to sleeping under Smeagol’s acer tree by the back door and when he finally decided to come into our house, he took to sleeping on his chair too!

Nearly one year later, Strider is as much a part of our home as Smeagol ever was.

I recently started a blog about how my Mum & Dad met and married in India. There are so many wonderful old black & white family photos of us all as children and of Mum & Dad when they were younger. Sunlight from the Nilgiris is about our history. As much as I enjoy writing about these old photos from our past, I’ve decided I also want to write about and show photos from more recent times, including today and tomorrow.... and it’s not just about cats!