ravens
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Nature Notes.
Old Gods & Raven Calls. These winter days, we become crepuscular. Sometimes it feels that, outside, only the glow from big round hazel leaves, or the gold flare from a little quince tree in the hedge, with its hard, yellow-green fruits, provides the only natural light. Like a stored memory; a facsimile of sunshine, a […]
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Nature Notes
Dust Devil, Raven Devil. A green woodpecker rolls and dips through the lower air like a paper plane folded from a page of colour supplement. His ‘yaffle’ laugh is slowed-down and languorous. He seem to wear spring’s colours in that season – all lime, lemon and sunlight-through-beech-leaves, but now, those same colours are of the […]
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Nature Notes
Red Kites for Christmas After school, we head for the hanging wood to wait for the kites, the light already bleeding away. My smallest daughter and I pick our way through brambles, disturbing a roebuck lying up under the weatherproofing of the laurel. We find a comfortably shaped tree to lean on. And then the […]