{"id":2940,"date":"2014-02-22T20:47:14","date_gmt":"2014-02-22T20:47:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/?p=2940"},"modified":"2014-02-22T20:47:14","modified_gmt":"2014-02-22T20:47:14","slug":"in-which-we-discover-a-new-song","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/2014\/02\/22\/in-which-we-discover-a-new-song\/","title":{"rendered":"In which we discover a new song"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>After months of relentless rain and wind, today London felt suddenly and inexorably  whalloped over the head by spring. Complete with Disney-style stars and birds orbiting its head.<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/jennyandrichard\/12703596935\/player\/bb5e9c6655\" height=\"481\" width=\"500\"  frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen webkitallowfullscreen mozallowfullscreen oallowfullscreen msallowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Our garden has gone ballistic with spring bulbs. Normally for every ten bulbs I plant in the autumn, the squirrels extract a tithe of about nine. Perhaps they were distracted this year trying to break into Richard&#8217;s ever-more-complicated bird feeder defense system, but for whatever reason, we&#8217;ve got dozens of blooms brightening the muddy-green lawn, and many more shoots pushing through the rain-softened earth awaiting their turn.<\/p>\n<p>As we walked Joshua in the park this morning, we heard an unusual birdcall: definitely tit-like, but not the <em>Peter-peter<\/em> or <em>Knee-deep, knee-deep<\/em> of a great tit nor the more complicated<em> CHEE-chee-chee bee-dee-dee-dee-dee<\/em> of the blue tit. It was more like <em>TEA-for me, TEA-for-me, TEA-for-me<\/em>: plaintive, insistent, seeking.<\/p>\n<p>The culprit was a blue tit, high up in an ash tree giving it his all, with the message, I imagine, roughly translating as, <em>Fancy a shag? Fancy a shag? Fancy a shag?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I think it&#8217;s wonderful that after so many years, a blue tit can still surprise me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After months of relentless rain and wind, today London felt suddenly and inexorably whalloped over the head by spring. Complete with Disney-style stars and birds orbiting its head. Our garden has gone ballistic with spring bulbs. Normally for every ten &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/2014\/02\/22\/in-which-we-discover-a-new-song\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[27,26],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2940","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-domestic-bliss","category-gardening"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2940","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/6"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2940"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2940\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2940"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2940"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/mindthegap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2940"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}