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Update from Pat The Foxman

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What is the best way to start all over again after a long absence? My bet is on foxes.

I have been to Thomastown a couple of times after the lockdown. Pat is busy in summer helping neighbors, looking after his chickens and ducks and his vegetable garden. We just share our pictures and news, talk about little Gorta and his latest adventures. Then a neighbor calls in and it is time to leave.

Henry, the 9 years old male fox, died this spring. He could live another couple of years, but the injuries he sustained as a cub took their toll. Henry had 176 stitches on his body and has been in pain all his life. Now all three foxes are united somewhere in the Universe where the rainbow bridges span over the land of milk and honey.

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Little Gorta is not that little any more. This playful one year old fox loves cuddles and snacks and lives a relaxed life of a spoiled daddy’s boy and a video star. He is house trained and has never spent a night in the shed. Here is a link to my first post about Gorta.

As you see, his color has changed. Baby foxes have black fur when they are born. It turns grey after a month and sand-colored for another 2-3 months. Now Gorta is as red as any other grown up red fox.

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One day we take Gorta to the field. He loves snail hunting.

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For his own safety, Gorta isn’t allowed to run free outdoors, but as he doesn’t know any better, the chain doesn’t seem to be bothering him. 

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He loves a belly rub and a game “I will catch your tail” 😉 He understands the words, and is all smiles and excitement.

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Life is going on. 

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Thank you for being so kind and understanding, my friends.

www.inesemjphotography Have a wonderful week! ❤

Midsummer 2021

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My favorite day, Midsummer, is almost over, but there is still time to weave a wreath, put some herbs around the house to repel evil spirits, look for a fern flower, light a virtual bonfire and stay awake until the sunrise. 

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I am not ready to continue with the blog yet, but I couldn’t miss this day. Drink in the magic of it, listen to promptings in your heart. Solstice means “The Sun standing still”. Steady your spirit. Be still and know – the magic of the Midsummer is yours:)

www.inesemjphotography With love.

Lockdown

To mark the first anniversary of lockdown, I share some memories. The things we have lost. The things we miss.  We are in Level 5 since mid December. Some people are struggling to cope because they already have other challenges. For some people it is too much. It breaks my heart…

St Patrick’s Parade canceled for second year.

Travel restrictions devastated tourism and separated multinational families.

People are forced to remain within 5 km of their home, which is particularly hard on the residents living in city areas.

Lack of human contact and social interactions is the worst. I opened this old file from a charity event photo shoot and sighed. The last time I hugged a friend was at funeral in March 2020! I haven’t been out for a meal with a friend since last summer! Not that I cannot cope or anything, but sure all of this is doing an invisible damage. There are many other problems that have worsened since the pandemic began.

I have read some pandemic-themed books in the past. They turned out to be quite prophetic.

To finish on a good note: at least we have learned to appreciate a simple hug:)

Stay safe! Sending you many virtual hugs!

Facing The Wind

There have been no birds in my blog since October. I looked through my files and opened one with a note saying “for revision”, a long forgotten walk along the estuary in Tramore, Co Waterford. This place is known for its great diversity of waterfowl, gull and wader species, especially in winter months, but there is a number of songbirds residing there throughout the year. I selected some photographs and was not surprised to find that all the birds were facing the same direction. They are facing the wind. They will fly into the wind using its energy and the currents.

The same like the airplanes, these Lapwings take off and land into the wind.

All young birds must learn it.

Goldfinches,

Stonechats,

Pipits,

Dunnocks,

Linnets.

I spent hours there that day, till the golden sunset, and even after.

What I want to say is that facing the wind is an advantage. Wind is not an obstacle. Flying into the wind gives birds the lift they need, and control of flight. Birds knew this from the beginning of the World. When we face something that resists the forward motion, this might as well be the right time to fly.

February is my Blogoversary month. Thank you for your friendship and support. I love you all.

Have a Happy Valentine’s Day!