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Saturday 31 October 2009
Friday 30 October 2009
Blue Tit at New Fancy
Thursday 29 October 2009
Wednesday 28 October 2009
Tuesday 27 October 2009
Monday 26 October 2009
Sunday 25 October 2009
The Owl
Saturday 24 October 2009
Friday 23 October 2009
Thursday 22 October 2009
Great Spotted Woodpecker
Wednesday 21 October 2009
Tuesday 20 October 2009
Monday 19 October 2009
Sunday 18 October 2009
Blackbird (A day at The Marshes in Lydney)
Black, bold, a suggestion of dark
Places about it, there yet should come
Such rich music, as though the notes'
Ore were changed to a rare metal
At one touch of that bright bill.
You have heard it often, alone at your desk
In a green April, your mind drawn
Away from its work by sweet disturbance
Of the mild evening outside your room.
A slow singer, but loading each phrase
With history's overtones, love, joy
And grief learned by his dark tribe
In other orchards and passed on
Instinctively as they are now,
But fresh always with new tears.
A poem by Ronald Stuart Thomas
Saturday 17 October 2009
Friday 16 October 2009
Thursday 15 October 2009
Hooded Vulture (ICBP)
Wednesday 14 October 2009
Tuesday 13 October 2009
Monday 12 October 2009
Grey Wagtail (Cannop Ponds to Boysgrave)
Sunday 11 October 2009
Saturday 10 October 2009
Common Crossbill (Boys Grave, Forest of Dean)
The Common Crossbill has been on my blog before, but it looks better than the other one. This bird is so meticulous at feeding. He would go to a place where there is a pine cone, take it back to where he'd been the last time, and would eat the seeds from the cone. After which he would drop it. I hope that it doesn't drop it on somebody head!
This he will do it for a long time.
Friday 9 October 2009
Peregrine Falcon
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