There's little in the way of good news these days, eh? Whether it be on the national or international stage, there seems to be a preponderance of men (and it is predominantly a male trait) who are keen to have a willy-waving competition, blithely unaware, or uncaring, of the fact that that we already know they're a bunch of dicks.
So how to relieve the stress of worrying about mutually assured destruction, or at the very least, how to pay the bills? I'm fairly sure you will know what my solution is.
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| A Siskin put in an appearance on the bird feeder this week, looking rather tiny in comparison to a male Greenfinch |
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| A Brown Hare paid us another visit, but wasn't too impressed with the old kale crop. Photo from bedroom window. |
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| Snow Buntings on Evie Beach |
It was low tide, so the burn (the self same one which produced the mini-bore a while back) had to flow all the way down the beach to reach the sea, fanning out into a mini estuary as it did so. It was helped along by a brisk breeze, a breeze which was simultaneously applying the brakes to the incoming wavelets. It all made for a rather surreal set of patterns.
As one chapter closes another one opens. Good wildlife blogs on Scottish islands are very edifying.
ReplyDeleteThe possibilities for ranting about non-wildlife issues on a wildlife blog are quite narrow. This is very probably a good thing for all concerned.
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