Rookery Wood - Cameos of Birdlife #2
Not far from where I used to live as a child (see photo in the previous post), close by the village church 1 there was a rookery. I would often stay out, well past my bedtime, watching and listening, until all the sounds of the day had faded away; and there was just the stillness before night ...
the rookery hushed
The daylight has lingered on longer than expected, but now the gloom of the short January evening is settling down fast in the wood. ... There rises a loud though distant clamour of rooks and daws, who have restlessly moved in their roost-trees. Darkness is almost on them, yet they cannot quite settle. The cawing and dawing rises to a pitch, and then declines; the wood is silent, and it is suddenly night.
From - January in the Sussex Woods - Richard Jefferies
For more beautiful writing on Rooks - Tish Farrell (Writer on the Edge) has written a wonderful series of posts about the rookery behind her house.Organized Chaos In Rookery Wood
And now it really is bedtime.
The header image is from an original watercolour - ‘A Parliament of Rooks’ by Winifred Marie Louise Austen, 1876 - 1964
Winifred Maria Louise Austen (1876 - 1964) - was an English illustrator, painter, etcher and aquatint engraver. She was widely admired and collected; even the naturalist Sir Peter Scott – himself so able a wildlife artist – said Austen was, ‘certainly the best bird-etcher of this (last) century’.
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