A Round Tuit

Yesterday morning I noticed that the greenhouse door was shut. It was warm enough so that was a puzzle. Quite a while ago I think I mentioned that I had made the door so it would open automatically with the use of an electric car aerial, some relays, magnetically operated switches, a solar charged leisure battery and an old room thermostat. Checking the battery I found the voltage was very low and all the cells needed topping up. I hoped that was the fault but no, the door still refused to open. Next job was to dismantle things and check each item. In the end I found it was the motor in the aerial had had enough and stopped working. Must get a replacement.

That took far longer than expected. Doesn't it always?
On to the next job on my Round Tuit list. What is a Round Tuit?
See my own private one below....

The surround was made by a very good friend who then presented me with my very own Round Tuit:



The next task was to take down some of the Amateur Radio aerials I haven't used for a while. As a result of the previous night's rain the lawn was saturated and by the time I had finished removing things from the tilt over mast my feet were soaked and I had had enough for one day.

Back on the Nature front the Hoverflies continue making the most of the little time left with the lily flowers. Some have already lost their petals.



I am delighted to see the juvenile Blue Tit has become a regular visitor.



I think our crafty bird visitors are indulging in a spot of 'grow your own'. Where Sunflower seeds have been dropped from the seed feeders several are now growing.



I am pleased about this as over the past few years I have grown Sunflowers in the hope of being able to photograph which birds collect the seeds from them. So far I have always missed those actual moments. One day there have been full heads of seeds and the next they have been almost empty. This time I am in with a chance as they are next to the feeders where I can see them easily every time I go in the kitchen.

Both the adult Hedgehogs were in the garden at bedtime last night. One scoffing dried mealworms and the other investigating the path at the back of the building where there are usually slugs about at night.