Wildlife tales and photography by Kriss MacDonald as part of her nature diary.
Just as we were expecting spring to arrive here in West Sussex winter descended upon us. Throughout the winter months I had hoped for some snow and then it finally turned up at the end of February and again in March. The snow storm known as the ‘Beast from the East’ meant we had that […]
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I feel guilty when I run out of bird food in the winter. The little garden birds pop back and forth to my feeders checking if they have been refilled. I can see them fluttering in and out of the bare branches in the hedgerow waiting. My husband joked that when we moved into our
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Often at dusk I like to sit out on our garden deck and listen to the wildlife awaken as night approaches. Owls screech and hoot, muntjacs and foxes bark in the valley’s woods while the hedgerows and meadows surrounding our house stir with all creatures great and small. One evening this July at first I thought
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Almost daily when I look out of the windows there’s a herd of fallow deer grazing in the field in the valley where we live. I love that we have a home with a deer view. Too often I sneak out to try and get a closer shot but they hear my steps in the
Herds of deer regularly graze at dawn and dusk in the fields around our garden. When I walk in the woods surrounding our rural valley in West Sussex I get glimpses of them through the trees. Often I wonder where do they rest? This week my question was answered when I saw all these does ‘lying up’
To a Squirrel at Kyle-Na-No from The Wild Swans at Coole by William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) Come play with me; Why should you run Through the shaking tree As though I’d a gun To strike you dead? When all I would do Is to scratch your head And let you go. This poem by the Nobel
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