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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, August 01, 2019

Spent some time in central Paisley today. A pair of Moorhens had four well-grown chicks and were chasing away any Mallards straying too close. Nearby, a large Buddleia bush was covered in at least 50 Painted Lady butterflies (plus a Small Tortoiseshell and a Peacock). Back home, three martins were chattering over the river but too high to properly identify, and a single Swift flew over the garden.

posted by wellchoughed @ 11:29 pm

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