Countryside Rhyme

I Looked at my watch at a quarter to 3 as i sat down in Bluebell wood under the tree.

The woods were dark the sky was to, a Rabbit jumped out and shouted Boo.

The blue tit sings the chicks sing to, the woodpecker knocks how do you do.

The Oak lies down gaps to look through, squirrels sits still chew chew chew.

The country air i do breath, hayefever is bound so I sneeze. Rubbing my eyes

The snowy path is long not wide I leave my prints my footprints behind.

Reflection in the lake I dream of then I wake.

Hello little frog under the the stone all alone. Ron’s jump ten foot when he moved bacj your home

The tree bark is old and cracked in between the sticky sap seeps

Go now my white angel fly so silent in the dark. Not a sound to be heard moving gracefully movements reflected on the ground from the full moon shining down. Perch now on the post eyes big and brown scanning for the dash the dart but your quick and pounce wings back like a paper dart. Your work is done for another year year, as you hear a car playing what’s another year. If only they knew the pain you go through, young starve the rain and wind making life hard for you.

You spot the nice man dressed in green as before he points his lens to capture you crossing the field making his day as his image is in focus, he goes home to write a beautiful story of you. The evening sun goes down as you preen your white and brown feathers soft with no more down. You’ve grown into a mature amazing bird the one he calls the angel.

You peer out of the hole in the tree looking at your new world so big. Fields to fly in looking for your meal to keep you alive, don’t worry mum will show you for the first few months of your life.

Don’t be affraid little owlet it’s not all bad, the mice and voles this year breeding so fast there’s plenty for all, Kestrel and Tawny, you won’t go hungry. Your brother’s will be with you at night go back to your tree stood that long with stories of your species tall and strong. It’s your place of safety, till your strong fly with your mum scanning the ground, senses so amazing where they came from the man in green can only read about. He tells his friends of your amazing ability’s the skills you have to survive how you can’t hunt when there’s snow on the ground.

If only you knew how amazing you look exciting it is to follow you.

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I am 63 years old and and since a boy have had an interest in wildlife and in particular birds. I help my Dad with the rearing of young finches and other birds. I had many small birds as pets and as i got older and joined the Military i purchsed my first Camera, and fold out Kodak. Over a 22 year period i enjoyed many countries outside the uk and observed many species of birds. When i left the military in 2000, i bought my first digital camera a Canon 450D with a Tamron 70-300 and started my journey on capturing images of birds and animals. I quickly learned that there was a lot more to getting a good image of a bird, so i started to research the best settings for my camera in order to capture a better image. Over a 12 month period i realised that needed to invest in a better camera and lens and after research bought a Canon 50D and a 100-400 Lens. It was 2013 when i really got to grips with the setup and came across a lovely Short Eared Owl. From that meeting i started to concentrate on Owls as they fasinated me. From Canon to Olympus i recently jumped ship again to Sony. The variety of birds i have captured over a 10 year period is vast and at present i have a wildlife hide in lancashire where most of my images are captured.

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