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The Magical Mersey
Today’s blog post celebrates the River Mersey, and is a combination of a wonderful wildlife encounter I experienced earlier this month and a poem written in response to Lancaster LitFest’s call-out for its ‘From Source to Sea’ poetry co-creation project … Continue reading
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Tagged connection, estuary, harbour porpoise, Lancaster LitFest, nature, nature writing, poem, poetry, River Mersey
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“I Look at Harriers and They Bring Me Joy”
Listening to a recent BBC Radio 4 programme about one man’s search for hen harriers reminded me of my own encounters with these wonderful birds, so I revisited a piece I wrote for Hen Harrier Action’s February 2021 newsletter (https://henharrierday.uk/news) about … Continue reading
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Tagged birds, birdwatching, estuary, harvest mouse, high tide, nature, Parkgate, raptors, Wirral
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Excitement on the Allotment and then Back to the Prom
It’s a few days later and I’m back on the plot, with another walk along the Prom beckoning. The robin has been for its suet treat, four noisy parakeets have flown over, and I have found three small, brown pellets … Continue reading
A Late August Stroll along Otterspool Prom
It’s a pleasant morning and the tide is high at 11am so, after a couple of hours on the allotment (not many birds about, just a chiffchaff “hweeting” away before it departs these shores for warmer climes), I take a … Continue reading
Rambling around Hale, Part 2
Resuming the walk along Within Way, I see a young whitethroat perched on a hedge down a side track, beak full of small caterpillars. It darts into the opposite hedge – maybe helping to feed the next brood?
A Morning’s Birding at Speke-Garston Coastal Reserve
This morning, the hedgerows around Speke-Garston Coastal Reserve are bouncing with life, with adult goldfinches being chased by and feeding hungry pale-faced fledglings, and whitethroats skulking amidst blackberry thorns, muttering their scratchy call.