(Composed during the snow-thaw of last month…) As I sit here, goldfinches glance across the skies outside the window, their ‘charms’ like the bounce of iambic pentameter written with wings. They turn towards our garden, and immediately, their syntax becomes jumbled by a shift and gather of chaffinches – with an adjunct of sparrows tumbling in like a hurried conclusion. […] See Also: Our Northen (Winter) Thrushes
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Sometime philosopher, thinker, dreamer, birdwatcher, poet, and occasional writer. Living and writing in beautiful North Wales.
Autistic at school: very highly recommend this talk from 2020 by @commaficionado. (The 8 year old confirms every single step of the getting-ready-in-the-morning story) https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=iRkMwTn43cI
How many bad apples ruin an orchard? Time for major changes in this rotten system.. When do we lock up these criminals?
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Raptor Persecution on Hilborough Estate 2022.
Too many wildlife crimes in this clip to list here. A masked gamekeeper takes away a young goshawk from a trap baited with live pigeons. Police are investigating. Full video coming soon. Please RT. HIT.
"In the bunches of grass and by the gateways the germander speedwell looks like tiny specks of blue stolen, like Prometheus' fire, from the summer sky." 'The Life of the Fields' (1884) by Richard Jefferies
A whitethroat yo-yos above a verdant hedgerow, utters a string of loud scratchy notes. Maythorn & nettle scents hit heavy in the still warmth of lee side cover.