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Natural Connections

Modern life in Scotland is increasingly busy. The connections our ancestors had with nature and the land are being lost. As leisure time shrinks, or is filled with hi-tech experiences, opportunities to experience nature become fewer. And yet it is possible to connect with nature on a day to day basis. All around us, the great web of life continues to hold its shape, and nature continues its eternal cycles. Keep looking, listening, smelling, touching - and keep experiencing natural connections.

Thursday, March 01, 2012

A short walk through Leverndale Hospital grounds over lunchtime found 50+ Fieldfares feeding on adjacent stubble and flying back to the treetops at the slightest disturbance. Around 20 Starlings and a few Chaffinches were doing the same. A Mistle Thrush was singing far away over in the direction of Cairnhill and a Song Thrush flushed from the undergrowth perched low down in a tree and started to sing a quiet little sub-song with much mimicry. On the way back he flew up into an nearby tree with a second bird, presumably his mate. On the river, a male Goosander was displaying to his mate. The display consisted of a slow, vertical stretch of the neck. Two pairs of Mallards nearby couldn't compete. However three Wrens were singing loudly and a Great spotted Woodpecker called briefly.
Much needed colour was provided by a big patch of Daffodils beside the river and a few Lesser Celandine flowers in the woods.

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