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 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 ...
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A Calendar of Haiku - August
We are bang in the middle of what’s called the ‘Dog Days’. Many birds now in moult, hide away, and very little bird song can be heard. But occasionally on a hot puthery sort of day we may get to hear a Whitethroat ...
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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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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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Along the river bank under the boughs, cows graze placidly; a chiffchaff calls ...
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