Winter Walk
I went for a walk down one of
the lanes around my house, into an area of intensive arable farming which I
think of as ‘the prairies’. One field had been recently ploughed and not yet
planted up. There was a mixed flock of rooks and jackdaws feeding there. Past
that, there are huge fields of winter wheat, with not much sign of life until I
reached the stream, where I saw a small flock of bramblings, high in the trees.
In sheep pasture beyond that, there was a single brown hare, looking very like
a clod of earth. It was soaking up the last of the sun’s rays just before dusk.
Walking back, a barn owl flew over and disappeared behind the trees along the
line of the stream. I waited for it to reappear, but there was no further sign
of it.
Brown hare watching the sunset
Mist coming in over the East Yorkshire prairies at dusk
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