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Nothing to see here
invisible, unnoticed
mud footprints remain
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by Scooj
I saw these footprints in the mud today on the River Avon while taking a lunchtime walk with the dog. I think they are otter footprints – no chance of seeing their maker though.
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Exotic colours
advancing through the tree tops
cackles on the wing
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by Scooj
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Death-defying flight
hugging the ground tight, then swoop
high into the sky
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by Scooj
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Cool September day
two darters dance in sunlight
then settle so still
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by Scooj
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Fleeting existence
here today, gone tomorrow
like politicians
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by Scooj
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Strolled into my life
kept my interest for a while
then strolled out again
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by Scooj
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Then down came the rain
and froglets, recently formed,
emerged by magic
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by Scooj
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Incessant cooing
accompanies my deep thoughts
productive duet
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Afraid uncertain
contained in a side passage
tentative first flights
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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).
