Photo of a Little Egret I took about a year ago during a spring walk along the Noh River near my house. Some of you might remember it. ……………….. About three weeks ago I was returning from a long run … Continued
Hen Spot-Billed Duck in the last moments of her life. Part of the fifty strong flock of Jungle Crows awaiting their opportunity For the first time in months the air was warm enough to go out in just a T-shirt. … Continued
It’s been a month of losses. Losses in time, losses in money, losses in confidence, losses in trust, losses in sleep. And recently a great loss for my sense of balance within my own home: the small, deserted lot just outside my living room window, over which I would peacefully gaze every morning as part of my ritual of waking up and feeling at least a little connected to the natural world, was suddenly converted into a two-story apartment building.
Whenever the Barn Swallows swoop past my head for the first time in the year I know that Spring has returned for sure. On my way along the river to the sports club yesterday the liquid chortling and twittering of this first harbinger of Spring spun out of the grey, rainy air like cotton candy, a taste of what was to come.
Took a run this evening along the river near the apartment. Twilight had overcome the earlier fiery sunset and it had gotten cool enough to need a windbreaker as I ran. It had been a long time since I felt … Continued