Lovely weather, jolly cold and no chiffchaff call yet to confirm spring is here. I haven’t heard a cuckoo for 4-5 years now, so the chiffchaff’s song has become the indicator that migrating birds are returning. Small and grey, this little warbler is easy to miss in the garden, although if you happen to be close enough its eye make up is distinctive ( a dark line extending either side of the pupil as if going right through it and a continuous line of creamy white eye shadow above).
Tow weeks ago hares were visible in the field behind the vicarage. Not too lively but they had a bit of a box and then were gone over a gentle rise. But another small first for me as I’ve only seen them in the snow before.
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I’m very envious. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a hare at all, and I’ve wanted to ever since reading The Little White Horse!
Nor had I until I came here. They are a very special sighting and live a fragile existence if groups of men with dogs get wind of where they are and come out lamping at night.
I have seen hares in Perthshire, also red squirrels, and treasure both memories. Another beautiful star x
Were they the white mountain hares? I marvelled to see them on Spring Watch (or was it Winter Watch, if there was such a thing?) and really rather preferred to see them on the television than to go off looking for them in real life. Some things should be left to be wild.
No, I don’t think they were white Mary, but very very definately hares. We were driving on a tiny, very quiet back road amd they lolloped across the road. X