Starling Murmuration
It’s that time of year again - when leaves, blown in freshening winds, swirl and dance; lighting up dark corners with their vivid colours, patterning our streets and hidden paths - before melding into uniformity ...
A Calendar of Haiku - July
thunder clouds
shadowing mountains
a buzzard calls
One of the more vocal birds of prey, the buzzard, often gives a mewing call during one of its trademark broad-winged thermal-riding soars ...
There was a time, in my early 20s when, like Richard Jefferies, I lived and worked in a town (near London). I had an upstairs flat in an old Victorian house. Outside, on the other side of the road, was a Birch tree ...
A Calendar of Haiku - June
‘His [Yellowhammer] song is but a few bars repeated, yet it has a pleasing and soothing effect in the drowsy warmth of summer’.
Birds of a Southern County – Richard Jefferies
It’s 6am! Damn, I overslept. I never oversleep. Well only sometimes. Ever since I can remember I’ve woken around dawn, as those first rays of light peek around the edge of the curtains and slide under the door.
