return again and again to a clump of grass near the coal bin.
I watched as the day progressed, the mother returned , chirping, several times.
Nearing sunset i went out to see the little bird again, it was frail and too young to fly, and now silent.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
and then it was gone
I was sitting on the steps,in the shade, taking a break from weeding and I saw a bird,
return again and again to a clump of grass near the coal bin.
I watched as the day progressed, the mother returned , chirping, several times.
Nearing sunset i went out to see the little bird again, it was frail and too young to fly, and now silent.
return again and again to a clump of grass near the coal bin.
I watched as the day progressed, the mother returned , chirping, several times.
Nearing sunset i went out to see the little bird again, it was frail and too young to fly, and now silent.
Guest blogger Hugh Williams. on the Humber Stone
Not all that far from where is used to live there is/was an abandoned stone quarry. A place just waiting for adventurous children of all ...
