The day started with thrushes and a deer barking, the sun shining through early morning mist. I put on wellies to walk through the fields, past the woods along the stream, stopped to take a photo of some of the neighbour’s daffodils, the ones the sheep have left.
I always take a stick just in case, but by the time I reached the château, the tracks of wild boar were so fresh they were making me nervous.
I turned for home as the cranes were passing overhead, in their noisy, undisciplined formations. The wind was fierce up there, the skeins dissolving and the birds circling in directionless flocks. Tired and hungry, none wanted to take the leader’s place. In bird world, that’s the hardest, least enviable place of all.
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Thank you for sharing your part of the world. So beautiful–maybe not the boar, but I would be excited to see one from a safe distance. 😀
I found some tracks down by the willows this afternoon too. I’ll end up seeing one one of these days.
I’m impressed that you know what kind of tracks they are. 😊
You can find out most things if you google. When you’ve seen one badger/fox/roe deer print you’ve seen them all. Boar are like massive deer prints. They also tend to turn the place over 🙂
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You are lucky to live in such a beautiful place 😊
It’s a good place. A lived in sort of countryside, not picturesque, just quiet and relatively empty.
good thanks ❤️
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Beautiful stroll! 😍 Thank you for sharing! 🤗
It was pretty rapid on the way back!
Boar are becoming quite a problem in many parts of the US. I did see a herd? Not sure what they are called–when visiting my parents once in Arizona. Mad creatures they seemed,
But your trees and skies are quite beautiful, promising spring. (K)
They’re a problem here because the hunters encourage them. Just so they can shoot them later. But they reproduce like any pig and they do a fair bit of damage to crops. They can be dangerous too if they’re cornered. I think a herd is called a sounder.
The sky’s gone turbulent again. Big storms in the north and west. We got the tail end.
More wind here…
It’s odd that on both sides of the Atlantic, at the same time, we’re getting wild storms. Well, odd is the wrong word. Frightening.
Yes it is.
Stunning pics
Thank you!
Picturesque views. Beautifully crafted post. Every line captures the essence of incomparable scenic beauty.
I’ll post some more photos. The hunting season closes in a few days and I’ll be able to walk without too much fear of catching a bullet.