Sunday 21 February 1.15pm What a remarkable day it has been so far? The sun has been out all day, at times illuminating an occasional milky white sky, but the warmth it radiates is felt on the face and in the soul. I did the first grass cut of the back lawn today. I cannotContinue reading “Day 338”
Category Archives: songbirds
Day 331
Sunday 14 February I’ve noticed how the birds really bring movement to the views at this time of year. The scenery is pretty empty of movement in the winter. Mostly this is because the trees and hedgerows are skeletal with little to no foliage. Even the strongest winds produce nothing but sound. But the hopsContinue reading “Day 331”
Day 317
Sunday 31 January So, as last week suggested and yesterday proved, the birds are on their way back. Whilst walking locally yesterday afternoon, in one tree a robin proclaimed his territorial status, and in another (almost ‘next door’) a chiffchaff patiently repeated his two-note call. Today, at the start of our walk, a Buzzard drewContinue reading “Day 317”
Day 287
Friday 01 JanuaryNew Year’s Day Last night, midnight passed with me in a reasonably optimistic mood. I didn’t nod off or have bad thoughts, and so I can look forward to a promising year ahead. Certainly if the predictions of Wakenhyrst are to be believed. We did our traditional New Year’s Day walk from StuttonContinue reading “Day 287”
Day 285
Wednesday 30 December I’ll be honest. I am not looking forward to the next couple of months. The past couple have been hard work, mentally and physically. This Christmas break should have provided time to switch off and recharge the batteries. But I have found this very difficult, constantly recieving news on the growing CoronavirusContinue reading “Day 285”
Day 157
Monday 24 August I normally compile my posts at various points throughout the day. Something happens or pops in my head and I make a note of it. But today, I have come to a completely blank space just minutes before midnight. I feel a bit pressured, that I’ve let myself down somehow. A veryContinue reading “Day 157”
Day 98
Friday 26 June What a very different morning? Cool, overcast but equally as pleasing as the bright, warm mornings of late. The distant backdrop sound is a shallow rumble of an electrically charged sky. I heard the rain through the open bedroom window before droplets started to spot it. A subtle sound like someone rubbingContinue reading “Day 98”
Day 95
Tuesday 23 June “Stop looking at other people’s trees, Dad.” Adora can be very direct and I love her straight, no-nonsense approach. Out on our dog walk this evening, she had clearly had enough of me staring up at the tops of trees. Especially one’s that are in our neighbours’ gardens. The reason for thisContinue reading “Day 95”
Day 94
Monday 22 June I am so rubbish at starting the week. Monday mornings are an enigma to me. When I look back on any week, I can never recall anything that occurred on any Monday morning. I try not to book anything too important for Monday mornings (other than to get-up) as I am fairlyContinue reading “Day 94”
The Bald Birder 