Bye now..

Mirror mirror on the carpet..and Sleeping Beauty

Mr Bee and me...He likes to see his image in the mirror,of course he looks great! Mr Bee will be sharing the company of the two lovely lady's in the next two weeks ..they are so sweet.And... his Chocolate Lady friend Noa is comming to stay for a sleepover! Noa is a very clever and happy girl...not a little puppy anymore! Noa will not be alone to visit the Garden ,someone has to drive the car..her mommy and daddy are with her ,and I am sure they will make the weekend a very lovely one for Mr bee! All will be taken care of when we leave for a big Siesta in Spain..
Please visit the garden when ever you like ,its open to friends and quiet visitors. Miss Moussie will be happy to see you,and Mr Bee wil be waiting at the gate...

Dancing Mice

WATCH ...
Miss Mouse in the Royal Ballet

Tip from Miss Moussie,please watch THE VIDEO full screen(she is wearing her new Sunday dress)Have Fun!
There's more on the Dutchess's channel,just click the image of Miss Potter!

Attack of the Jumping Spider..

Its a busy mice,snails,and spider season at the Hilltop!
Only Yesterday I was rescuing a fieldmouse(yes again) from Mr Bee.The poor little creature ,after a wild chase through the house ,ended up hiding under the telephone! Mr Bee sat there watching the telephone for ours,and so did I, because I wanted to help this little moussie..At that time the living room looked like we where planning to redecorate,chair's aside and curtains lifted.
Mr bee ,at one point had to go potty (lol)and there the little moussie went tiptoeing through the living room.So..,I tried to be very clever and closed quickly the door behind Mr.Bee's behind ,heading towards the garden door,to set the fieldmouse free..Then my Husband came in from the frontdoor asking," what are you doing."?"No time to explain now",I was saying in a hurry,"have to save the moussie"."Again",my hubby said smiling,"you can not save every mouse from The Big Bee!And what's that following you on the floor"?
I quickly turned around expecting to see the mouse but there it was... a Very Big Spider Jumping behind me!!!I don't like spiders,and I really don't like jumping one's
Wel,what to do first,the spider or the mouse? My dear husband walked the spider to the garden gate and I showed the fieldmouse the way to the door..Free atlast..
Mr.Bee in his potty room was protesting loudly..saying HE wanted to escort the fieldmouse to the field ..NOT!
"Lets give The Bee a little snack to calm his nerves" my hubby suggested,and went to get the Bee's plate."O...look at this", my hubby sead surprised.In the middle of the plate a fat snail was sitting very comfortable,eating leftover catfood!Time to save a snail,and then... all was well at the Hilltop again..For now ,I will not mention the squirrels,flemish jay's,frogs,fish,duck's etc,etc ,living in the garden. I will save it for a rainy day...

Jumping spiders are named after their hunting way: they jump on their prey, often from quite a distance. Before jumping they attach a wire to the surface they are sitting on. In this way they can always return to the place they jumped from. They never weave a web though. Because they jump on their prey, jumping spiders have to be able to judge the distance. That can be best done with two (or four) eyes slightly apart thus giving a stereoscopic view. People and owls have two adjacent eyes just for that purpose. The jumping spiders have six eyes and two of them are extremely large. Their main function is to estimate distance.
You can often find it on sunny spots on walls. When you have its attention it will lift its head in order to follow every your movement with the big eyes. It can be 'tamed' and accepts food: it will gladly take a plant louse offered in a set of pincers.

The Tale of Peter Rabbit 1/2

Handle with care..

A dangerously hallucinogenic fungus which can be fatal; it should never be eaten or tasted and hands must be washed after handling. They are usually large, favouring birch and pines and sandy soils.
- vocatur fungus muscarum, eo quod in lacte pulverizatus interficit muscas ("It is called the mushroom of flies, because crushed in milk it kills flies")
Similar to its English common name, the German Fliegenpilz, Dutch Vliegenzwam!
With its bright red, sometimes dinner plate-sized caps, Amanita muscaria is one of the most striking of all mushrooms.

All is well on the Hilltop..

Now I can get some sleep ..It was a very busy weekend! Miss Peach came to visit ...It was such a lovely surprise.We sat on the rooftop,made a wish upon a falling star and we where very happy.I did not miss my Mommy at all..
We shared some.. Tuna,Tea(almost dropt the tea pot from the top of the Hilltop Hall roof),Moon light,and..a little kiss...yes ,now I can get some sleep and dream sweet dreams..

Home alone

I am sad...home alone..waiting for the two nice ladys to come and cuddle me...

A Lady bird

The word 'ladybird' itself is an evolution of 'lady beetle', which was so called because of its traditional connection with the Virgin Mary. A popular legend recalls that during the middle ages when invasive insects were destroying food crops, the farmers prayed to the Virgin Mary and were blessed with thousands of ladybirds who quickly ate the pests and saved the harvest. From then on, the ladybird was known as 'Our Lady's Beetle', which evolved through ladybeetle, ladybug and finally to the presently known ladybird. This religious connection is also found in the ladybirds' names around the world:
Ladybirds often gather together to spend the winter in thick hollow stems, amongst leaf litter, around window and door edges, under logs and many other sheltered corners. Take care not to disturb sleeping ladybirds if you find them when tidying up the garden; in the spring they will wake up and begin eating aphid pests which will also have reappeared.
Ladybirds often overwinter in colonies, tucked away in the corner of a garden shed.
And now for the lates news about the Harlequin Ladybird..its not a funny bird at all..
Cheshire Wildlife Trust, Harlequin Ladybird

Autumn leaf...

"When in still air and still in summertime
A leaf has had enough of this, it seems
To make up its mind to go; fine as a sage
Its drifting in detachment down the road.
- Howard Nemerov, Threshold