She landed heavily on the lawn, yellow beaked with bright red spot for a Pavlov response in their tiny brood of ever hungry chicks, grabs and fights and fusses over a few crumbs, flapping noisily those strong wings, holding her muscled body ready to fly off in an instant should cat or dog or gardening… Continue reading Seagulls
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House Martins in the Heights.
Swerving, circling, swiftly passing, peeling off, synchronised flying; feeling their freedom, it so thrills my soul, sharply they turn and soar to great heights, where spaces are clear, free and kind. —— Swooping, skating over the grasses gracing the top of Graig Fan Las and Bwlch Y Ddwyallt. Rising to the giddying heights of Cribyn… Continue reading House Martins in the Heights.