A pale cerulean-blue sky – crisscrossed with misty white vapour trails of planes - a modern art canvas; paint casually, thrown from the artists brush; white clouds tinged salmon-pink hanging over the blue-grey mountains; just before sunrise – white wreaths of mist lingering over the fields and valley wood mirroring the vapour trails above. A lone Buzzard calls ...
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The first brave crocuses have broken through muddy grass. Small lilac spears that look too fragile to live. There is a shift in the light and birds are more visible. The sparrows squabble again in the privet at the end of the road. Blackbirds strut beneath the hedges in the park. A young birch has […]
Freeze-Thaw In their deeply frozen state, the hill, fields and woods are a blanched, pale, brownish beige. Just before sunset, I spring two woodcock up from beside me. They rock away like dumpy wooden arks, their long, compass needle bills never wavering from the earth they quickly return to. Above me, the peregrine falcon flies […]
2021 / 14 08:30 – 12:30Bright, sunny and clear. 9*C. SSW F2-3 forecast to increase significantly What a difference a bit of sunshine can make. Not just to the wildlife, but to our demeanour and mood. Lifted and bright. Walking out today with renewed interest and a sense of spring.Parking at the Chilworth Arms and […]
Rebecca Welshman It is one o’clock on a mid-December afternoon. The sun has barely risen above the band of spruce on the nearby hill. Rays of light tentatively brush the edges of frozen puddles. Here, just out of reach of the warmth of the midday sun, the ice will remain for days. The temperature creeps […]
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