Tag Archives: birds

There isn’t much snowfall ~ Marilyn Armstrong #writephoto

Posted on January 30, 2019 by

It had been warm for most of December and the bulk of January. Warm enough to find myself picking ticks off my dogs. In January when I normally don’t have to worry about ticks and fleas and other noxious bugs … Continue reading →

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Springing to life…

Posted on January 21, 2019 by

Through the window, dawn smudged pastel colours across the horizon. Mist rose over fields frosted white as I watched the red blur of a fox race back to its den. I thought back to a few days before when my … Continue reading →

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Ontology… Stuart France

Posted on October 22, 2018 by

* There is… * * no coming to it… * Continue reading at Stuart France

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Impressions #midnighthaiku

Posted on October 4, 2018 by

 

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Rumours #midnighthaiku

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Envy #midnighthaiku

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Abundant #midnighthaiku

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The odd couple

Posted on June 8, 2018 by

They came from… well, we never did find out where. Their history remains a mystery, but everyone agreed that Percy and his lady were an odd couple to move into the village. He was a handsome specimen, always dressed in … Continue reading →

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Called #midnighthaiku

Posted on June 6, 2018 by

Nature is calling Life unfolding half-unseen Nourishing the soul  

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Birds eye view

Posted on May 29, 2018 by

There must have been thirty starlings, mainly youngsters, in the garden at my son’s home today. The great tits and blue tits are very tame and happy to peck away at the feeding stations even when you are very close. … Continue reading →

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