Tag Archives: the wonder of wild birds

Again I say it – the human race is insane.

1. Dawn over London At about seven o’clock this morning I spent a few minutes looking out on the scene from my kitchen window. As I’ve said elsewhere in this blog, I live in a flat on the sixth floor. It overlooks … Continue reading

Posted in Birds/birdsong, Life, love and living, London | Tagged , | 2 Comments

Blackberries, damsons and the declining year

Yesterday was the first time this year that I’ve noticed it, with the lowering sun, the lengthening shadows and that sense of gentle quietness in the atmosphere. Almost as though there’s a slight, deadening filter on all sounds – the … Continue reading

Posted in Life, love and living, London | Tagged , , , , , | 3 Comments

Birds on campsites

And here I am, back. Back amid the fumes and the police sirens and the world’s aircraft turning left just beyond the kitchen window. Dear Ruby did indeed live up to expectations and hopes, transporting us in style, safety and … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , | 1 Comment

Multi-culturalism, parrots and ospreys

So I’ve adapted to London once again. More or less. It takes a day or two. I have a love-hate relationship with this city but always the former wins out. I’ve lived in or around it since I was twelve … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , | 1 Comment