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The sun’s golden rays
brush my old clothes warming them
snoozing without cares
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by Scooj
Tag: Haiku
London bound
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Nine jays in three trees
early morning station treat
off to a good start
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by Scooj
Eager beaver
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Beaver releases
licensed reintroductions
hearty welcome back
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by Scooj
- after centuries of absence, Eurasian Beavers are being legally released into the wild in England. The licensing of wild releases is necessarily strict to account for landowners, flood risk, farmers, ecological impacts and of course suitable habitat for these industrious creatures.
- Last week, licensed releases occurred in Cornwall and Somerset, offering a feel good factor in a world dominated by gloomy headlines. Nature recovery at work.
- There are beavers in England in enclosures already, but they cannot move beyond the enclosures.
- The illegal act of releasing beavers, so called ‘beaver bombing’, has been happening for a few years, but while it might accelerate colonisation, it is considered irresponsible, often failing to account for all aspects of the communities into which they are released and potentially having unforeseen consequences, and avoidance of responsibility/curation.
Mozart balls
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Those in the know, know
chocolate coated marzipan
genius at work
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by Scooj
Crazy mind
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Dreamed of crows nesting
using timber planks to line
pilfered from a fire
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by Scooj
I try to avoid haiku about dreams but this was just so vivid.
What is that?
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The bright yellow thing
set in a pallid blue sky
it’s been a long time
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by Scooj
A dog’s life
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When I work you sleep
when I am sleeping you sleep
other times you eat
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by Scooj
Waterlogged
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Rain on rain on rain
dog-trodden garden mud bath
dreaming of sunshine
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by Scooj
Parrot or parakeet
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Such idle chit-chat
of parakeets and parrots
ornithology
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by Scooj
- written on a family WhatsApp chat, in which my mother and sister posted a picture of themselves with a parakeet on their shoulders. A discussion ensued about what kind of bird it was – of course I had to do some quick research – it was an Alexandrine parakeet.
Tales of a telecabine
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The stories I’ve heard
from all corners of the globe
would make Satan blush
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by Scooj
Natural adventures 