Richard Bell's Wild West Yorkshire nature diary
Thursday, 12th April, 2007
IT SCURRIES OUT from under the ivy, goes to the curled parsley, snips off a sprig and runs back under cover. For the vole (or mouse, we weren’t sure which) the sprig is the size of an umbrella.
Was it taking it away to nibble or, like the starling, was it taking it back
to its nest where the fresh, pungent greenery might act as an insecticide?
I painted this (no pencil drawing first) with my Pentel Waterbrush and credit
card-size watercolour box as we stopped for a latte at the 1842 café
at Armitage’s Garden Centre, Shelley. It would take a
lot of lattes for me to complete the full panorama.