Writing tagged: ‘proto-sidelines’

My concrete muse

She might only be a lump of concrete, but I have an immense fondness for trig. point 4144.
When is a buzzard not a buzzard?

…when it’s a marsh harrier.
Peregrine-harrier tag-team challenge

In which I witness a peregrine and marsh harrier hunting together—almost as a team.
Valentine’s ritual

The weekend on or nearest to St Valentine’s Day marks a seasonal ritual for us: the annual pre-spring-cleaning of our blue tit nest-box.
Seabird jizz

When you see a bird often enough, its jizz begins to rub off on you—if you’ll pardon the expression.
Source of the mighty Humber

In which I discover (and get to name) an overlooked tributary of the Humber.
Dipper waiting

With half an hour to kill in Hebden Bridge, I head over to the river to see if there are any dippers around.
Snapping at swallows

My dad’s dog and I both pursue swallows in our own way.
The advantages of a borrowed dog

One thing I hadn’t really appreciated, when walking dogs in the countryside, is just how much more you can end up seeing.
Sir Thomas Browne observes a murmuration of starlings

Quote from ‘Notes and Letters on the Natural History of Norfolk More Especially on the Birds and Fishes’.
A brush with the mob

In which the local jackdaws and rooks encounter an unusual foe.
Eclipse

Photographing this morning’s partial solar eclipse.