Tag Archives: birds

The other side of beauty?

The grass could do with a trim. But there’s something stopping me taking out the push mower. I simply can’t do it. It’s not because I’m tired after a long weekend spent in the company of friends I haven’t seen … Continue reading

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Life, death and the choruses of dawn

You don’t know how lucky you are. In my head are two other blog posts, desperate to escape. One about the futility of life, which features a waking nightmare. I was thinking my last thought, comprising very few words, which … Continue reading

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Blood on the wall, guts on the floor – ah, the wonder of nature

It’s that time of year – again. Funny how the seasons keep on coming around, but it’s always a bit of a surprise when you notice. When I notice, I mean. The last few mornings, mist has hung like a … Continue reading

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Nature, contrary to mine

I don’t do poetry. I’ve tried before, look back on it and cringe. So why? Well, it was a challenge – and a form I’d never heard of – Tanka. ‘Does anyone not love Haiku,’ ran the intro. Um, I … Continue reading

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You can’t have one without the other. Nature, damn it!

The trees are dancing but the day is bright, at last. It’s August, still, but the chill in the air has made itself at home, too soon for holidaying humans. In the green world beyond our fences, though, nature continues … Continue reading

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