This morning, the conclave was split into parts of four to six members, perhaps discussing the weather (soon to rain in torrents) or perhaps to comment on the herd of elk which has now returned to graze new-sprung grass shoots in the pasture. There was some intermingling between factions, one bird temporarily visiting another's roost as if to exchange confidential information. It was a social morning for this gathering of friends.
365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
A Gathering Of Friends
This morning, the conclave was split into parts of four to six members, perhaps discussing the weather (soon to rain in torrents) or perhaps to comment on the herd of elk which has now returned to graze new-sprung grass shoots in the pasture. There was some intermingling between factions, one bird temporarily visiting another's roost as if to exchange confidential information. It was a social morning for this gathering of friends.
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