Lockdown Wildlife

  • Nature Notes

    Vessel of Song. Spring walks into summer and, confined to our very small radiuses, it feels like we are walking with it; noticing some advancement or small incremental change each day. We delve and settle deeper. On the longest day, the song thrush that has been singing as long as the daylight lasts, every day […]

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  • Nature Notes

    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; […]

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  • Nature Notes

    A Windmill for Kites. On the last morning of my 49th year, I woke to the cuckoo calling loudly through the open window, from Nightingales Wood. I dreamt his first woodwind notes, before I realised they were real. The year before last, he didn’t come at all – and I feared that would be it. […]

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  • Nature Notes

    The Green Fuse. With what Dylan Thomas called ‘the force that through the green fuse drives the flower’, Spring advances anyway. Two swallows zip through the farmyard and are gone, to some remembered beacon further north, snipping up the air as they go. A small dust-devil whips-up behind them, as if, for all the world, […]

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  • Nature Notes

    A Lucozade-Brightness, and the Nature at Hand. Suddenly, our galloping lives, or even our quietly walking lives, have come up against a fence. We weave from foot to foot, like restless horses at a stable door. We feel at a loss, part-paralysed, cut off, anxious and adrift or, for many others, are working as if […]

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