A sad @theguardian.com country diary, both for salmon and for the fishing tradition it used to support in the Severn.
@nicwilson.bsky.social
@nicwilson.bsky.socialA sad @theguardian.com country diary, both for salmon and for the fishing tradition it used to support in the Severn.
@jvanbooven.bsky.socialHunting hawk on the ground
The squirrels mocks you
As it goes round
The trunk of tree
With fading leaves
To the rock, you perch
The squirrel dives under
Mocked again
Avians 0 - Mammals 1
@persiflage.bsky.socialIn the trees are all around,
are sleeping Corvids and songbirds,
in roosts and nests out of sight,
while flittermouse enjoys the twilight.
3/3
@sgkhan.bsky.socialHappy spooky season 🎃 For our #BirdBlog this month, we bring you yet another corvid; dare I say one of the most iconic members of the family. Read all about the raven at the link below 🐦⬛
#nature #birds #birdwatching #Ireland #naturephotography #naturewriting
@cduigan.bsky.social"When Francis preached love to the birds
They listened, fluttered, throttled up
Into the blue like a flock of words
Released for fun from his holy lips."
Seamus #Heaney
#IrishPoetry #feastday #StFrancis #writing #nature #naturewriting #Orto #Sunday
@drmjwarren.bsky.socialDelighted to be speaking about #thecuckooslea @burylitfest.bsky.social this Thursday (8th). And it’s a #naturewriting double-whammy: @steverutt.bsky.social is speaking right after me about #waterlands. @suffolkbirdgroup.bsky.social @suffolkwildlife.bsky.social www.burylitfest.co.uk/product-page...
@persiflage.bsky.socialApple Harvest Day pome for #DailyNature #NatureWriting
@jenratcliffe.bsky.socialDay 3 of #DailyNature #JournalPrompts
An ode to the harvest and abundance of autumn.
Today's writing prompt is about writing taste, the sensations, the journey and the change within you from it.
Write your harvest below...
@aldencarrow.bsky.socialThis week's research trail: a besieged castle, a general granted the ruin, and a duke who married his way back into it. Half of writing this book is just following the deed.
@nicwilson.bsky.socialComing late to the (reprint) of this 1978 novel. Seminal, thought-provoking and tightly written. A classic exploring a woman/mother's place in the social and natural world.
@nicwilson.bsky.socialLeaping tuna in today's @theguardian.com country diary by @anitaroy1000.bsky.social.
@wendythedruid.thistlenfern.org.ap.brid.gyKava → A steep of tea from the dried leaves, drink this natural nervine and feel the soothe. #DeepSummer #Nature #Foraging #Druid #Pagan #EarthBased #Phenology #Georgia #Garden #Solidarity #Photography #Gaelic #NatureWriting […]
Kava → A steep of tea from the dried leaves, drink this natural nervine and feel the soothe. #DeepSummer #Nature #Foraging #Druid #Pagan #EarthBased #Phenology #Georgia #Garden #Solidarity #Photography #Gaelic #NatureWriting […]
@thistleandmoss.comKava → A steep of tea from the dried leaves, drink this natural nervine and feel the soothe. #DeepSummer #Nature #Foraging #Druid #Pagan #EarthBased #Phenology #Georgia #Garden #Solidarity #Photography #Gaelic #NatureWriting thistleandmoss.com/p...
@dundeebirding.bsky.socialstonefactionbirding2014.blogspot.com/2026/10/1580...
Could I find a Baird's Sandpiper or maybe a Spotted Redshank at Riverside Nature Park?
@bjking.bsky.social"Neither fully land nor fully water, neither fully alive nor fully dead, boglands' ambiguity made them powerful in the human imagination"- beautiful essay on boglands and their role today in climate and ecology by @queenofpeat.bsky.social. #nature #naturewriting #bogs #climate #climatescience
@jenratcliffe.bsky.socialJust now: fields full of gulls and crows, salt and pepper hurricanes, feasting on shaken soil's pic n mix
A poem from today's #DailyNature prompt
Murmur
#Naturepoetry #Naturewriting #birding #birdwatching #poetry #writingprompts #autumn
@persiflage.bsky.socialall grief, all pain,
momentarily forgotten;
They are beautiful and fearless,
I wish I too could be so.
Starling Murmuration after Starlings in Winter by Mary Oliver
@persiflage.bsky.sociallike a flower opening,
my eye barely follows.
My imagination stretches
to its limits as I try
to understand
how and when they decide
which bird is leading
and which are the followers;
my mind soars
high into the blue sky,