not only the magpies are frisky today
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Easter primroses
these primroses, in a small patch on the road into our village, are an unusually rich buttery yellow (compared with the normal pale yellow see post below)
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flora
four for a boy
In addition to all the other birds a group of magpies have started hanging around. I am not quite sure what they are up to, (courting?), but usually it is trouble.
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birds
Friday, March 29, 2013
at the Venterdon motorway service station
It has been a hectic Good Friday get away at the bird feeders this afternoon. I don't know whether there is a specific collective noun for green finches but a gang of them (holiday makers, I suspect) descended on the garden and proceeded to harass the locals. There is definitely something in the air today (snow?) that is exciting our avian visitors.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
primroses!
Upon this Primrose hill,
Where, if Heav'n would distil
A shower of rain, each several drop might go
To his own primrose, and grow manna so;
And where their form and their infinity
Make a terrestrial Galaxy,
As the small stars do in the sky:
Where, if Heav'n would distil
A shower of rain, each several drop might go
To his own primrose, and grow manna so;
And where their form and their infinity
Make a terrestrial Galaxy,
As the small stars do in the sky:
from a poem by John Donne
worm hunting
One of the pair of mistle thrushes that has decided to nest in our garden. They hunt like blackbirds, occasionally cocking an ear to the ground to listen for grubs or worms. They have a very easy to recognise alarm call that sounds like a loud rattle .... brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr which sums up the weather as well.
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birds
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
late opening
well, something is trying to get out and pretend it's Spring. And what about this for an amazing discovery in the parish (link to Old School News, Stoke Climsland, April 2013). Can't get enough of old bones myself.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
picked clean
this is the skull and upper jaw of a female fallow deer. The teeth are incredibly sharp, just right for chewing bark off trees. Harriet found this trophy and then demolished it.
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deer
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Friday, March 15, 2013
light in the lanes
Storm clouds ahead on a sunny evening. We are lingering somewhere between Winter and Spring. When Spring finally comes it is going to be short and very energetic and everything will be out at the same time, more like North America than our usual languid season.
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lanes
Sunday, March 10, 2013
squeezed out
One indignant goldfinch unable to get to the nyger seed feeder because of a pair of hungry bullfinches. This may be the same pair who bred successfully somewhere in the garden last year
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birds
Saturday, March 09, 2013
camellia time
much later than some years but about the same time as last year the camellia is a welcome sign that the plants are stirring.
Friday, March 08, 2013
des res Cornwall part 2
I am not sure what is going on with our house sparrows but they seem to be jostling for squatters' rights.
Wednesday, March 06, 2013
on a happier note
hellebore (green I think rather than stinking which is supposed to have a crimson border to the flower, but it looks more yellow than green (!)) brightening up the junction by the duckpond.When I last photographed this plant in 2008 (see link) I thought it was the stinking variety. It shows how variable plants can be in their appearance.
Monday, March 04, 2013
a waste of Spring
Sadly, flowers are not the only things to be found growing in the lanes. These waste tips have appeared by the side of Rowden lane, a bridle path. It is not easy to access this area and it must take some effort to get a trailer loaded with rubbish here and dump it, why not use that effort to get rid of the waste legally? I have made this point before several times (to no avail of course); it is so sad to see the countryside abused and violated in this way.
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rubbish
Sunday, March 03, 2013
Cornish daffodils
The recent cold dull weather has brought Spring to a grinding halt, but here and there are signs of the slow emergence of the first of our native harbingers of Spring. In the river valleys locally these slender and very beautiful little native daffodils are just starting to flower. Plus common dog.
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flora,
Inny valley
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