Algy decided that it was time to explore the peat bogs. Around midsummer these wee West Highland wetlands put on all their finery and burst into flower. But even a fluffy bird has to go carefully in this environment, as the grassy tussocks are interspersed with deep concealed pools, and ground which looks solid may suddenly soak you up like a sponge.

So Algy made his way gingerly into the bog and found a safe tussock to rest on beside a patch of cotton grass, which he loves especially as it is as fluffy as he is 🙂  He sat there happily in the hazy sunshine, studying the lovely pink flowers of the Ragged Robin all around him.

The weather was very mixed and decidedly cool, but for the moment at least it wasn’t raining. So Algy made his way to a local lookout point which has a fine view across the Sound of Mull. However, he got distracted by the wildflowers growing among the grasses, and didn’t notice the rainstorm approaching in the distance. “Behind you!!”

Algy has scrambled into an extremely prickly climbing rose bush in order to pick some fragrant flowers especially for you, his lovely followers and Tumblr friends 🙂

Algy offers you these roses to thank you all very much indeed for following and liking his adventures, for making such wonderful comments, and for sending him messages. He appreciates your friendship and support more than he can say 🙂

Algy loves you all and hopes you are all having a very happy day xx

Although it was almost midsummer the sky was entirely grey, and it was a cold, dreich day. It did nothing but rain a slow, persistent sort of dreary drizzle the entire day. So Algy decided that the best thing to do was take a very long bath in his favourite puddle.

(A few of Algy’s perennial followers may have seen him bathe in this puddle before, but Algy hopes that you won’t mind seeing his bath time again.)

Suddenly, there was a burst of vibrant colour in his friends’ West HIghland garden. Algy was intrigued by a large clump containing many tall spikes of red flowers. He climbed gently into the middle of the flowers and sniffed to see whether they had any perfume. A-tishoo! … A-tishoo! … Oh! The flowers smelled just like pepper!

Many of Algy’s Tumblr friends are fathers, so he wishes you all a very Happy Father’s Day, and sends you all fluffy hugs in case your children should happen to forget 🙂 He hopes you will all have a lovely day.

Most of all he sends a very special Father’s Day hug to his assitant’s father xxx

In the little book of haiku that Algy is reading among the flowers, it says:

          Even these long days
          are not nearly long enough
          for the skylarks to sing

[Algy is reading a classic haiku by the Japanese master Basho, in The Sound of Water, an anthology of haiku translated by the American poet Sam Hamill.]