Posted: Yesterday at 22:07
Ah Scott. I always say about church yards. So peaceful and quiet.
Phippa Smith. Hi!
You mention our lovely feathered friend the Thrush. So, so sad. These beautiful bird seem to be in a minority, especially in South East London, where I reside. In my garden, we used to have frequent visits from Thrushes. My two daughts in their tiny tots days would ask me. Dad. What are thos e pretty birds with the spotted fronts. How I wish that these tiny garden helpers were still around. Far better than all your chemicals etc.
My mind drifts back to my work days, mid eighties. I was employed by the MOD. In this garden, a very large property. I was enjoying one day, the peace, quiet and serenity of a fine summers day. Despite the garden was overlooked by a gian tower block. I heard a tap tapping sound. Glancing around the vast garden, as we do at time, see with our ears and listen with our eyes. The I spotted it. A beautiful Thrush. Snail in beak, and he was bashing the living daylights out of this snail. Constantly whacking it against some large edging stones.. Happy memories.