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Wanderers home

I finally succumbed to the Nog
interfering with my attempts to instal balusters
guarding the stair..
and took him up the hill.
DSCN1975 one man and his dog - Roy at his Vision Quest site with Noggin
I’d been listening to a report
on endangered birds:
dotterel –seen but not often,
pied flycatcher –not a clue
curlew..still quite common thankfully
albatross..er…still waiting.
Standing by Sarah Justina’s viewpoint
in a cold breeze spotted with raindrops
I thought of how much wild birds contributed
to life observed
and therefore
life lived:
the mallard that waddle comically about the yard in pairs
the ravens that announce themselves with a single rasping croak
the partridge that ticks like an angry clock from pasture concealment
the…er..
..what’s that little bird twisting through the cold hill breeze??
dark with a flash of white at the rump..
ahh..a martin.
A martin?
It’s a housemartin.
The martins are back!!!!!!!!
O –praise be..
it’s not that they bring summer any closer
like some painted panel wheeled across the scene;
it’s just that I will have their company for the next five months
chatting and quarrelling around the eaves
building and feeding
swooping and gliding
rising and falling
riding the airs
blowing past open windows.
..until they gather again.
Summer's End
Welcome friends.
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3 thoughts on “Wanderers home

  1. Oof – so many walks to remember. Mike..could have been my naturalist buddy Ian?..’The English Love Affair with Nature’ ..in Scotland though : is that playing away from home?

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