I have a new ‘sit spot’ down by the willows by our gate. Freshly provided with an ancient ‘directors chair’ I found when clearing out junk from the shed yesterday (see latest post/poem metaphor of our aging selves)
Wish I had communed more lately with frogs, 3 squashed ones on the lane.
Thanks for your reference to cross species bird chat - enjoyed watching 3 disparate (?) groups on the beach, each on their own indistinguishable patches of sand, oyster catchers, sanderlings and hooded crows, whilst a rare flock of ten red legged choughs wheeled loudly behind me
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I have a new ‘sit spot’ down by the willows by our gate. Freshly provided with an ancient ‘directors chair’ I found when clearing out junk from the shed yesterday (see latest post/poem metaphor of our aging selves)
Wish I had communed more lately with frogs, 3 squashed ones on the lane.
Thanks for your reference to cross species bird chat - enjoyed watching 3 disparate (?) groups on the beach, each on their own indistinguishable patches of sand, oyster catchers, sanderlings and hooded crows, whilst a rare flock of ten red legged choughs wheeled loudly behind me
Thank you for sharing!