By a Brook in Winter - A fresh fall of snow overnight. I walk in a winter landscape: the green fields mantled white; the blackish branches of willow and ash, edged white, starkly outlined, against the morning light; mirrored in the dark brown-grey of the brook; the distant woods a purple haze against the blue-grey snow clouds above. My footsteps the only sound.
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2020 / 42 20:30 – 22:00 Still overcast after a day of showers and persistent drizzle. Mild evening 16°C with a moderate F3 SW wind. Clearing from the West later. I have come to ‘check up’ on, watch and otherwise investigate the ‘eastenders’. The eggs are still exposed, which is a concern. Is the nest […]
Proceed, With Caution. I’ve never seen such a volume and variety of fledgling birds coming to the bird feeders. It’s a joyous and engaging daily drama – and an expensive one. There could be many reasons for their being so many, if, indeed there are; we are spending much more time watching and feeding them; […]
Simon Coleman ‘As the wind, wandering over the sea, takes from each wave an invisible portion, and brings to those on shore the ethereal essence of ocean, so the air lingering among the woods and hedges—green waves and billows—became full of fine atoms of summer. Swept from notched hawthorn leaves, broad-topped oak-leaves, narrow ash sprays […]
Low Airie, Glenkens – 7/6/20 The cattle have been out for a month, and it feels like they have grasped the meaning of their work. It’s fine to hear them ripping at the new grass, gently reshaping the hill with a thousand gobful tears. The ecological benefits of having them out are increasingly plain to […]
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