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February Summer

A Calendar of Haiku - February

 […]It is the February summer that comes, and lasts a week or so between the January frosts and the east winds that rush through the thorns [...] Richard Jefferies - Life of the Fields 1899

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Birds of the Night

Listening, thinking of nothing, simply living in the sound of the night, the world seems more alive; the dusky green of field and hedge a monochrome greyish-silver in the pale light, the telegraph poles stark black throwing spooky shadows across the fields. A Barn Owl hunting along the edge of the wood - ghostly white. A Curlew calling.

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Summer Meadows

Streamside meadow by the Windrush

Originally posted on March 9, 2019 @ 2:47 pm

Lying lazy in a meadow by a stream home to sheep ‘n’ cows and wagtail yellow buttercups dance in the meadow grass so high above kestrel hover a flit of swallow ... wild rainbow cast the summer breeze ‘cross grasses mix’d an artists palette red gold ‘n’ green finches twitter ‘n’ tweeze ...

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Songs of Wild Birds

Originally posted on March 9, 2019 @ 2:47 pm

Songs of Wild Birds

Beatific in its own right birdsong often ‘springs the catch of memory’ - like dandelion clocks drifting in the air, catching the sun ... [a] timeless immersion within a ‘spirit of place’ ...

Mistle Thrush from the Churchyard Yew - the piper at the gates of dawn. Black swift screaming jet-like across a cloudless blue sky, the afterburn of their passing an echo in the still air - a fine fresh spring morning. The gentle purr of Turtle Dove from a nearby copse - lazy hazy summer afternoons. Or the ever present song of Yellowhammer, singing when all others have ceased - the hayfield in the early evening.

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A Carousel of Birds

Yellow Wagtail by A W Seaby

Originally posted on March 6, 2019 @ 10:05 pm

A Carousel of Birds ...

My chief delight is in nature, and when I look at a picture it is to find something about nature in it, especially some expression of the feeling produced in us by nature, which is, to me, the most important thing in life ... Adapted from  W H Hudson - 'Afoot in England’ - 1909

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