In the Meadows
The wild meadows are full of the haunting songs of curlews, so I sat down in the grass to see what would happen…
After a while I noticed that I had a companion close by…
The curlews kept flying around calling and singing, attacking any intruders flying over “their” meadow such as crows, buzzards and herons.
Later on there were a couple of roe deer running and playing in the long grass.
As the evening progessed more flies started to arrive… 😕
a heartical view 