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Redwing Meadow
Sunday, 29th December 2002, West Yorkshire |
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I
miss seeing the ponies in the field behind the
house just as I'll miss the hens when our next door neighbours move to
their small farm next month.
But, just as I won't miss the raids of Attila the Hen and her buddies
on our veg beds, I'm glad that the constant trampling of the two ponies
isn't reducing the meadow to a muddy pulp,as it did during last winter.
Instead
of two Welsh ponies on this dull, wet afternoon we've got
a flock of 100 or so redwings and starlings probing the turf. A jay flies
off into the dark wood beyond.
Richard Bell,
wildlife illustrator
E-mail; 'richard@willowisland.co.uk'
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