Sounds of Silence - Cameos of Birdlife #5
The snow has gone now but in the last few days before spring the snow blew in with a vengeance - walking up the lane, my footsteps the only sound; my footprints just a shadow. But then a Wren sang ...
Winter Wagtail - Cameos of Birdlife #1
It’s late afternoon on a cold grey winters day just after Christmas. The high mountains lost in snow-heavy skies; distant woods a purple haze. The New Year beckons.
A Christmas Post
It’s 10 o’clock in the morning. Still dark, gloomy, and wet; very wet. Well it is where we live anyway. And looks set to stay that way. Even the birds are mostly silent. Yet ...
Winter Games
Just before noon after a cold wet morning, the sun broke through, lighting the undersides of the towering clouds hung over the mountains, in an otherwise flat grey November sky.
And then they came - tumbling from the clouds - their calls echoing each other ...
My Calendar(Haiku) - November
It rained and it rained and it rained ... cold wet November rain; the garden and fields around, boggy at the best of times, are waterlogged - pooling with water. And still it rained ...
