....so I didn't get birding today but at the weekends I never do, so I was at Kendal this afternoon and saw - and was impressed with - this bus. OK so I got interested in William Wordsworth in an earlier life always thinking I had at least a little culture about me. OK so Wordsworth wrote a poem about the Cuckoo, a bird in the 21st century you may not have much guarantee of seeing but just lets hope that's not seeing ever again, but its a species along with many others which are becoming more and more on the decrease and the 'Red List' becomes longer and longer. OK so here are a couple of verses from William Wordworths poem dedicated to the Cuckoo in which he explains its a bird he can often hear but not necessarily see. I'm personally hoping - if I've not seen one previously - to find one in the Clougha/Birk Bank area on my next visit there before the month of April is out.
Thrice welcome, darling of the spring;
Even yet thou art to me
No bird, but an invisible thing,
A voice, a mystery;
To seek thee did I often rove
Through woods and on the green;
And thou wert still a hope, a love;
Still longed for never seen!
OK so you get a bit of everything on Birds2blog, birding records, facts and figures, excellent photographs, and a bit of culture now and again.
Talking of photographs....
Talking of photographs....
Sorry but I really do have to keep referring to images like these as 'excellent' and this one above is no exception and is of an adult Woodchat Shrike....Tower Lodge here I come!
This is the juvenile Red-backed Shrike and both these stunning images are credited to Mark Fellowes....Thanks Mark.
Poetry? Now you're moving the game up a notch Pete, but I'm impressed with your memory recall and ability to vary your blog.
ReplyDeleteSeems like wordsworth could have done with a pair of Bins!
ReplyDeleteThanks for this Phil....just a struggle at times to fill the birding gaps, like your comment re ability to have some variability on the blog, much appreciated.
ReplyDeleteDon't think binoculars would have made any difference Warren, the laudanum helped his poetic genius no doubt but not his birding ability.