...from The Wild Geese which is a poem by Violet Jacob. It has been adapted into a folk song which you can listen to here. I'm rather prone to suddenly bursting out into this song whenever I see wild geese overhead, though I do make sure I'm alone first! I'm originally from Angus (the part of Scotland referred to in the poem) so the song does have special meaning to me, and does make me feel a little homesick (awww!)
Last Sunday A, N & I visited the local nature reserve, they took their binoculars and I took my camera.
Teasel. I considered trying to pick a stem to talk home with me, but they are a little prickly, so didn't.
Bull rushes (or dog jobbies on a stick as A called them - sorry, but she's at That Age where poos and pees are fascinating and hilarious, I believe it's just a stage...)
Beautifully coloured Autumn leaves stand out against the murky background.
The path through the woods to the bird hides.
We park our vehicles outside the hide while we pop in to see what we can see.
I liked this view of a distant tree ridge across the loch. There were some ducks in the loch (not shown) and that was all we saw. One of the bird hides has been burnt down since our last visit which is a shame.
Nice hairband! I only sold one of my hairbands so A got to keep this one which was her favourite one with a flower. We're waiting for N (a speck in the middle distance). Sometimes getting places can take such a long time.
Back across the river.
Then a quick visit to the park...
A & N atop the climbing wall (they took the easy way up)
All the little different coloured circles here are bottle tops which have been stuffed into the bolt holes, I rather like the effect.
Then later in the week, N and I went for a walk along a section of the cyclepath. My camera batteries were almost flat but I managed to get a few misty photos.
It's N's first visit to the Roman soldier sculpture.
I almost managed to get a whole row of birds on posts, but was just a little too slow.
A mushroom. Like berries, mushrroms seem very scarce round here this year.
Rain droplets adorn a knapweed flower.
Hogweed (of course!)
And back home...
... a little peek at the blanket. I swithered over whether to make it 8x10 or 9x9 (I had just enough yarn for either). I've made my descision and am at the border stage, yay! I'm having a go at a granny border, it'll be done soon (the border, that is. The ends will take a lot longer...)
- For a more impressive skyline and gaggle of wild geese, see this post at Dancing Beastie.
- For a more impressive collection of wild mushrooms and toadstools see this post at Rambings of a Roachling.
- For a more impressive Autumn (or Fall) display of colour see this post at Mr Micawber's Recipe For Happiness.
Happy Blog Hopping...