I've been tidying up my "office" ..... and, as you do, I found some interesting things ... things I didn't know I had ...and one of them was a tiny, ancient " Nature Diary and Notebook" ... No. 429 apparently. Probably a 1950's sort of thing. Here's what it has to say about " BIRD LIFE" through the first three months of the year. I'm just doing them first, so as not to overwhelm you with technical jargon, ( I wish I'd known about this years ago) ( It is remarkably helpful) By the way, each month has a little bit of "poetry at the bottom of the page. JANUARY Starlings and Snow Buntings move about in flocks. Chaffinches begin to "pink". Fieldfares and Redwings flock in search of hawthorn berries. Missel-thrush, Wren and Skylark sing occasionally. Robin sings merrily. Come all you lads that wander free Upon the mountain wild, That love sweet nature's liberty, And will not be beguiled; With you as blithe as moorland wind I''ll rove by hill and glen, Life's greatest bliss we oft shall find Far from the haunts of men. FEBRUARY Blue tits chirp, robin, missel-thrush and skylark sing more vigorously. Rooks clamour and put their nests in order. Blackbirds begin to sing and build. The first of our summer migrants, the Wheatear, appears. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things great and small; For the dear Lord that loveth us, He made and loveth all. MARCH Green Woodpecker laughs, magpies and jackdaws very active. Summer migrant begin to arrive ... Ring Ouzel, Wheatear, Chiffchaff and Sand Martin. The Missel-thrush, Blackbird, Linnet and Yellow Bunting are in full song. Partridges begin to call, doves to coo, and Pheasants to cackle. Grass begins to grow; Dandelions come; Snowdrops haste to go After last month's snow Rough winds beat and blow Blossom on the plum. Well, there's so much to take in there. I recommend that you copy all that into your notebook and then you can learn it by heart before venturing out into the wild world of ,er, wildlife.. I can just imagine that little group of expert bird-lovers getting together to come up with all that useful advice .... ... I bet you can't wait for the next three months of similar stuff. ... and by "similar", I mean "a load of old rubbish." Unlike this, which is a lovely song ...I hope she knows what to do if you sink into the mud. I've put it on here somewhere. On our local news there's always people getting rescued from mud-sinking ... but they never tell you how to get out of it ..... we're run by idiots and gits. I've written about lots of hazards and their remedies ....
I'm a "solutions" sort of person ..... 19-top-birding-hazards-1-tsunamis.html 36-birding-hazards-2-hypothermia.html 398-hilbre-100-ways-to-read-your-tide-table-wrongly.html 583-the-hazards-of-birding-lyme-disease.html 940-birding-hazards-8.html ( That's the MUD one) "Losing the North", by the way, means " to lose your bearings, to be "all at sea."
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