Icicles, a Winter Poem by K. S. Moore
Icicles don’t bend, they stand up straight and spear. Through them, I see a white expanse, the field has stolen snow . . .
The Fearless Mistle Thrush
The mistle thrush is a proud character, who first came to my attention last spring. He is back again this year and hard to miss.
Swallows and Rabbits, the Story Continues
Swallows and rabbits, oh my! Yes, I am happy to confirm that the swallows are back and a rabbit has taken up residence in my garden. I’m delighted, it’s just a pity the weather can’t stay as even-tempered!
Summerwatch 2: The Mutley Crew & Sparrowhawk Salute
I’ve been back to Killonerry, reflecting, relaxing and spotting the sights of summer. As I let my mind wander a trio of dogs came into sight, a lean and rangy lurcher, a cheeky black terrier and a bouncy, sandy-coloured Alsation cross.