grey partridge
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Nature Notes
Song Thrush, Firebox. Away from everything, there is a profound quiet in these short, grey-white days that feels reflective and inward. The sun levers open the lid of a tin-coloured sky at dawn and dusk, to peer up at the underbelly of grey cloud before closing its eye. A fox has been using the field […]
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Birds of the Night Hill
As another storm comes through, we shelter in the woods. The laurel leaves are shining with wet and the tree trunks dark with it. We are not alone. A hare is backed up in the bay between roots of an ash. Its rump pushed against the trunk, a kohl rimmed, lunar-eclipse of a haunted eye […]