Starling Murmuration
It’s that time of year again - when leaves, blown in freshening winds, swirl and dance; lighting up dark corners with their vivid colours, patterning our streets and hidden paths - before melding into uniformity ...
Birds From My Kitchen Window ... I rush from window - to window - to window, as birds fly quickly from one feeder to another, chased off one by a Magpie, giving way prudently to the Woodpecker as he flies down from the nearby Poplar; ousted from another by a horde of hungry Starling, flying in from the fields ...
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 ...
Best story on the internet this year: 80-Year-old
man builds 60,000 Swift boxes in his shed.. (Half of the countries existing boxes)
https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2022/jan/20/the-man-who-built-homes-for-60000-swifts-aoe
@scoble_lesley I was just cross that I’d posted it and hadn’t seen it before people had seen and already liked it. Grr!!!
@scoble_lesley Thank you Lesley, I’m glad you liked it. The tick emoji was an error which I’ve since corrected!
@haikutec Well there’s ‘Stone Roses’ ...
@haikutec Hi Alan, yes my error! Writing, cooking, feeding the dog, cat miaowing outside ...
