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Category: Birds

  • Saturday serendipity

    For the first time in a week it is actually possible to see the horizon.    A dreich haar has enveloped the Kingdom of late, and frankly it has been depressing.             Turns out to be jolly difficult to photograph in low light, through a window, without a tripod.  Who knew?…

  • Weather to Fly*

    I haven’t put up any pictures, even  of birds, for at least a week.  So here goes then.  A shot from the American football match we attended recently, some crafty handiwork at Vane Farm  RSPB  Loch Leven and the old man of Benarty viewed through bat-vision.   From the coastal path yesterday, a lean mean carrion…

  • Gazing with ganders

    We had a very successful event last night for DB Astro (link at the side there) with a visit to the dark site afterwards.  I did not attend the latter, not feeling too chipper since so far this calendar year I have had two colds and one episode of acute back pain, but hey ho,…

  • Ticking and tocking

    “The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.” ― Leonard Cohen Have to admit there is a lot of truth in that, many people seem to take lack of sleep as a badge of honour  and I have probably been guilty of that too.  The truth for me…

  • Brrr

    Actually, not brrr so much, although I have not set foot over the door yet this morning – I have been wrapping gifts since 05:30, lest ye suspect any yuletide slacking off.  Chum in Cowdenbeath reports that there was a thunderstorm last night but we slept right through it.   There is a little snow on…

  • Statuesque

    Back to Northumberland we tootled, this time to Slaley Hall, to swoon once more at the autumn colours, and spend a lot of time talking.  Noted redwing and song thrush feeding voraciously in the rowan tree outside our bedroom window. On the Wednesday we went our separate ways, Paul to a star camp in Galloway…

  • On the Road

    Just a brief update, back from our weekend in Beadnell with Team Discovery and although none of us have our woes to seek, it was a very pleasant time spent together.  Due to a fractional split in the space time continuum coinciding with a wormhole, the men won the quiz.  But the women were runners…

  • Post, equinoxial

    As sweet and musical As bright Apollo’s lute, strung with his hair; And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Love’s Labour’s Lost (4.3.289-292) Shakespeare   Thanks to Poppy Lee for that quote and please have a look at her website, she’s a genius.   The trouble with being…

  • Murmur

    If you have never followed this link before, why not do it now?    

  • Ars longa, vita brevis

    Had one of Kirsty’s famous wee hiatuses there, back now and wouldn’t you know it, it’s festival time, both here in Fife, and to a lesser extent in Edinburgh.  We bought a picture at the Aberdour Festival whilst catching up with chums.   We plunged into the fringe last weekend and then had to commune with…