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| Tree Bee enjoying the last of August's gifts. |
August’s last day brought the ‘North Pole’ to our door with
biting winds that burned your skin “how dare it come so soon”!
And early September
sent us a warm breeze, which released
the ‘cotton-tufts’ from the ‘willowherb’, there were so many that wherever we
walked within the woodland, our clothes were covered.
Saturday 21st Sept ’13
~ The sun rose from behind the
mountains bringing a burst of Summer warmth, giving way for life that had been missed
through the days of cold. So those that
could took flight and filled the air with their colourful displays.
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| Willowherb |
Bird songs echoed
beyond their boundaries where a calmness was felt. Whilst a watery glow from the sun
showed off it’s sculptured shadows giving wildlife that cover for early morning
forage.
Winter’s Tale
Frayed wings through sun-kissed days test ‘Speckled Wood’ in October flight.
Clouds of grey
reflect upon the sea,
And how the Bees keep
going using their instincts in whatever the weather.
While lollipop birds
keep warm flitting back and forth in tune.
A dragonfly of wings
so fine moved in elegance, danced the air for the many flies upon the Oak.,
Another arrives doing
the same.
I also danced about but on one foot to rid myself of a soggy
sock caused by three holes in left welly.
And the ‘Man of the
Wood’ taps another nail to secure the small shelter.
As the sun disappeared....a
band of icy chill cut through the trees
where birds of the day seeked refuge.
A ‘three day wind’
rarely comes has found it’s way through.
‘Peacock Butterflies’ search for winter cover
now it’s November,
And a couple of ‘Ladybirds’
seek the last hours of the day.
Whilst those that fall to close another year's chapter, leaf by leaf lay nutrients for 'yet' another life system, who never rejects.
Mistle Thrush so
grand and largest of it’s type, perched close to a trunk of the berry tree,
cleverly disguised where leaves were beaten about by the gusts “Will you call
again even though the berries are sparse.”?
Sure enough more did, picking treats from the nearby field.
Hail stones of larger
size arrive which cover-up the muddy
paths, then minutes later the ‘Snow’ did fall telling us that ‘Winter’ has
truly arrived.
Early hours of dark
where two ‘Tawny Owls’ exchanged their hoots,
Then as the dark
gave-way to light saw everything glisten with frost.
Greetings from a rather large ‘Robin’....tutted as Suki and
I stepped into it’s world on our country walk.
Sunday 17th Nov’13 ~
SomeOne was risking it out in the open ‘Field Mouse’ especially since
our larger dog ‘Duke’ has been known to enjoy a fresh one!
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| It moved like it was wearing 'springs' on it's feet! |
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P.S.: Leafy Lunch ~ BBC video: http://www.bbc.co.uk/nature/life/Lumbricidae
And.: Tawny Owl including it's vocals http://www.rspb.org.uk/wildlife/birdguide/name/t/tawnyowl/index.aspx
