When we had finished lunch, there was still time to reach the deli before they closed at 3 pm.
Cloudy but no rain
It was cloudy but the rain was still holding off so we thought we could take our coffee into Myddelton Square Gardens and perhaps feed the denizens thereof. We looked for the cats both in Claremont Square and Myddelton Square but drew a blank in both. (Cat fanatics us? Hm, well, maybe… 🙂 )
The pigeon colony on the grass
When we reached the garden with our coffee (and a jar of birdseed), we found the pigeon colony relaxing and socialising on the grass as they are wont to do when the park is quiet. We settled down and…
…threw some bird seed. Instantly, all the pigeons converged on the seed and the waft of their flight blew over me like a sudden gust of wind.
Because we had chosen a bench close to trees, it wasn’t long before some squirrels showed up. The plan was to distract the pigeons by throwing quantities of seed and, while they were occupied, feed titbits to the squirrels. What could possibly go wrong?
Curiously, the squirrels seem nervous of the pigeons and if the pigeons go for the food you throw to the squirrel, the latter lets them have it. I suppose we can understand their point of view if we imagine competing with pigeons six feet tall!
“Have you something for me?”
The trick is to select larger items, such as slices of dried banana, that the pigeons can’t manage, and therefore ignore. When the coast is clear, the squirrels may see them and pick them up.
“Is it here somewhere?”
Surprisingly quickly, the food was all used up. The squirrels waited around for a while, hoping more food might appear.
“I’ll bid you adieu, then”
Finally, convinced that no more goodies were forthcoming, the squirrels faded into the foliage.
The pigeons too began to drift back onto the grass to pick up where they left off when we came. So we also, having finished our coffee, stole quietly away.
We had not seen the last of the square’s indigenes, however…
Electra doing the rounds
Yes, it was Electra, doing her daily circles round the square. I managed to catch her passing by.
A last look on the way home
We, however, turned for home with a last look back down Mylne Street to Myddelton Square. Tomorrow is another day and will bring its own activities.