Originally posted by jayne lee wilson
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Originally posted by Joseph K View PostThat's a good photo, Nick.
And jayne the augmented penny-farthing aspect hadn’t struck me! Shades (shadows) of Britten’s Serenade...
The shadows now so long do grow,
That brambles like tall cedars show;
Mole hills seem mountains, and the ant
Appears a monstrous elephant.
A very little, little flock
Shades thrice the ground that it would stock;
Whilst the small stripling following them
Appears a mighty Polypheme.
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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Originally posted by Dave2002 View PostI don't recall any of those birds in the Merseyside environs. Maybe falcons or hawks occasionally.
Winter Thrushes also seem more common too if the weather is very cold; flocks of 30 or 40 Redwings fairly often, those gorgeous Fieldfares less numerous but always around - their chacking call is very distinctive even at a distance. Again the more remote you are from the nearest dwellings, the more you'll see... although individuals will approach gardens if food is scarce. Fieldfares are very partial to apples.
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Originally posted by Pulcinella View PostWhat a glorious day, Joseph. Great set of pictures!
Not quite so bright here now, but the frost has gone (though the lake is still well and truly frozen).
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Originally posted by teamsaint View PostLovely photos, Jk.
Thanks for posting.
Indeed wonderful photos Jk
All snow gone from round here save remnants on some parked cars. My 40 minute cycle ride this afternoon was in dry, sunny conditions but a perishing cold easterly which has left me somewhat somnolent back in the warm after a hot shower. Not a bad feeling though, accompanied by a healthy glow. The Park was a treat - thanks to ‘Sounds’, Howells’s St Augustine Canticles in yesterday’s CE accompanied views like this
(Albert Hall dome silhouetted directly beneath the sun)
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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