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Afraid uncertain
contained in a side passage
tentative first flights
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by Scooj
Tag: Nature
Emerald bomber
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An approaching drone
zig-zag crashing on the hedge
cheer the rose chafer
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by Scooj
Rose chafers are the most beautiful beetles, and one of the larger ones found in the UK. They seem to be more prevalent than they were in my childhood and provide an exotic touch to our gardens during May and June. They are closely related to cockchafers colloquially known as May bugs, but are rather more attractive. Loud and clumsy, these beetles have a charm all of their own (although the grubs are monstrously destructive).
Chattering
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Starlings ascending
disturbed while feeding their young
I the disturber
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by Scooj
Appear-disappear
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One, two, three, four, five
long-tailed tits perch in the birch
five, four, three, two, one
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by Scooj
Large red damselfly
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A hatch of fairies
whirring around back gardens
little red flashes
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by Scooj
2916. Sandbed Road
Here is another of those old ones, that inexplicably ended up on the cutting room floor. It is hidden away in St Werburghs and is by the hugely talented 3Dom. I think that I might have held back on posting it because the light is all wrong in the photographs and in my mind may have considered returning to take some better pictures. Of course, that never happened. The piece is much older than the pictures.
I envy the owners of this house having a lovely clean 3Dom piece on their wall and it certainly is a bit of a landmark in this quiet backwater. I’m not at all sure I know what the story is here, but there is a definite connection with nature going on, which is a very topical subject just at the moment. It is a beautiful piece with tranquility and menace in equal measure.
An untimely and sad end
Peace interrupted
sickening thud behind me
robin hits the door
instantly falls to the floor
circumstantial accident
by Scooj.
* a terrible thing happened this lunchtime when my children and I were sitting outside the kitchen enjoying the sunshine. Our conversation was interrupted when one of our dear little robins flew into the open kitchen door, the top half of which is glass. This was about a foot behind my head.
The three of us were utterly shocked. The robin died moments later in my hand. It was traumatic to say the least, and I feel so responsible. I keep singing ‘who killed cock robin… I said the sparrow with my bow and arrow’.
The interaction between humankind and nature is so delicate. Our impacts are everywhere, but I suppose in many ways some of our interactions benefit wildlife.
This all feels so much more painful because of the amazing experience of watching a pair of robins raise five chicks successfully in our greenhouse only days ago. Oh dear.
New neighbours
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The robins have left
and attentions turn to the
wrens in the nest box
by Scooj
Tree surgeon
A distant tock tock
floats over urban rooftops
woodpecker at work
by Scooj
Fledged
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The trial begins
timid uncertain first hops
urgent need to fly.
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by Scooj
Natural adventures 