Hen Harrier Day
A bit belatedly I realised it’s Hen Harrier Day today. Here’s a rapidly composed post to highlight their plight. Thanks to John Bainbridge for reblogging the original post on the bowlandclimber blog.
It’s Hen Harrier Day this Saturday (8th August 2020) and this year it’s going online. Although we’ll miss the physical annual gathering at venues up and down the country, this year there’s actually far more scope to reach a huge audience, many of whom may previously have been unaware of the scandalous mismanagement of the UK uplands.
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A Birch Tree Sings - Richard Jefferies Reimagined (#4)
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 ...
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It’s been a wet rainy miserable sort of day here so I wrote this post to cheer me up ...
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A Leaf Falls - Richard Jefferies Reimagined (#5)
Realising that spirit, recognising my own inner consciousness, the psyche, so clearly, I cannot understand time. It is
eternity now. I am in the midst of it. It is about me in the sunshine; I am in it, as the butterfly floats in the light-laden air.
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Sweeping the Sky - Richard Jefferies Reimagined (#3)
There is sunshine to-day, after rain, and every lark is singing. Across the vale a broad cloud-shadow descends the hillside ... The sunshine follows—the warmer for its momentary absence.
The Hills and the Vale - 1909
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