TEL 0845 30 10 365 | DELIVERY CHARGES | YOUR SHOPPING BAG | CHECKOUT

Friday, November 12, 2010

The Starlings of the Somerset levels put on their yearly show

With the nights drawing ever darker and the rain seemingly and endless entity throughout our working week, I don’t know about you, but for me the prospect of stepping outside other than to put the horses to bed after work is about all I can manage.  However, come the weekend the first thing I want to do is get outside in the country and embrace what Autumn has to offer, rain included.

Last week I travelled to see my brother who now resides in Glastonbury.  Having just got himself a rescue dog, a German Shepherd named ‘Bee’, a lot of walking was the order of the weekend over the Mendips, Cheddar and the Somerset Levels; which brings me to one of the most impressive displays of nature I’ve ever witnessed.

Now I wouldn’t class myself as a twitcher, apart from the odd Buzzard hovering above my head whilst out riding I’m not one to usually get too excited about a load of birds, but this was different.  Every Autumn/Winter Starlings migrate from the far north to roost in the ‘relatively’ milder British climate, in particular in the Somerset Levels.  So here I was, in my new country boots, ankle deep in water watching the shape shifting formations as the Starlings dart about in the dusk sky.  The nearest I can get to describing it would be like the old school days when you held a magnet under a piece of paper with iron filings on it; the movement of the filings bore more than an uncanny resemblance to that of the Starlings.

And now, back to work.  I wonder what this weekend brings...

Image © By everywhereisimagined via Flickr, under Creative Commons Licence

Labels:

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]

<< Home