My Favourite Things

[Littlesparrow]

This thread may have been done before, it may end up a bit twee, but i think it is time to celebrate all things in nature that make you feel good, so here goes with a few of mine:-
Waves crashing on the shore.
A wood full of bluebells.
Butterflies.
Buff Beauty Roses.
A little row of frog eyes looking at me out of the pond.
The sparrow family doing acrobatics on the bird feeder.
I could go on, but what are yours?

[Spectrum]

For me, it is the simple things:

The smell of a woodland in the autumn.
Drops of rain on a leaf.
The act of devotion as my hen stretches her wings across her developing eggs.
Glistening dew
Ancient trees....beauty....history....awe

[willowjay]

The magpies in hobnail boots that do a clog dance on the roof above my head in the first light in the morning, and wake me up to another beautiful day. And the robin who sings at dawn, whatever the weather ...

[brendaward]

The sunbeams shining through a roof of branches in a group of trees. Watching the sun kissing the hills and valleys one at a time.
Having time to see our beautiful country and being able to enjoy it.

[2dogs2000]

Hearing a skylark take to the wing and each new discovery I make about nature.

[Jonners]

This week it probably has to be walking home from school with my youngest boy and together looking at the spiders' webs in the hedge, bedecked with myriad tiny droplets of rain, hanging like hundreds of miniature strings of pearls. Wonder-full.

[brendaward]

The smell of home baking on a wet dismal day. Logging on to this site and reading something that makes me giggle or sigh. The first daffodils of spring.

[thunder]

Gosh - how to choose?

The dawn chorus
Seeing a Muntjac trotting through the orchard
A Buzzard soaring over the fields
Goldfinches feeding on the Teasels
Great Spotted Woodpeckers drumming in the spring
Hoverflies flitting through the sunbeams

I could go on!


henrya

[PMG]

Originally Posted by thunder

Gosh - how to choose?

The dawn chorus
Seeing a Muntjac trotting through the orchard
A Buzzard soaring over the fields
Goldfinches feeding on the Teasels
Great Spotted Woodpeckers drumming in the spring
Hoverflies flitting through the sunbeams

I could go on!


henrya

I wish you would - go on I mean - cos my mind;s eye went with you then and it was nearly as good as first hand

I have dozens of my own tho:

Blackcap song - cos we don't have nightingales oop north
Western Isles beaches - Robs photos of out there is a good put me on
Greenshanks calling .......
Malham/Ingleborough and its environs .........
Woodcock roding, while pipistrelles fly in the dusk and the moth trap has just been switched on .........
Creeping up to the badgers sett and settling down for a watch .........
Being out before first light ........
Sitting waiting with the camera in my hand - hidden, out of the way of humans ......
Anywhere truly peaceful ......
Anywhere truly ancient ........
Classical music and a beautiful view ........
The apple green of spring trees ........

and thats only a few

Pauline

[Deb London]

Oh, thank goodness....no, it doesn't sound twee. In no particular order.

Going running through the woods just after dawn, when the world is quiet and the wildlife knows it.

Eveningtime after dusk, just us and the bats.

Finding the first frogspawn in spring. And when the frogs first laid it in the pond at home. And when that hatched.

Getting lost in the dark, and saying to the OH 'don't worry about the GPS dear, the map and compass will work this out faster'. Or, conversley, having the GPS handy when you forgot the compass or map. Relief!

The closed snowdrop heads that push up through the snow. They can never do this too early for me. And my first sight of a Lesser Celandine each year.

Hobbys hawking.

Smelling fallen oak leaves in autumn.

Being in the Dales on a clear night and seeing what stars really look like.

Driving between the Pennines and the Lakes, especially at dusk, feeling like you're on top of the world.

The smell of bluebell woods.

The smell of bracken.

The smell of muck-spreading (yes, seriously).

Finding a newt on the path in the dark.

Sitting in my 'wildlife' chair, anywhere, everywhere, for half a day in proper camo, until the foxes and the shiest of birds forget they saw you, and start behaving naturally all around you.

'That time' in the day when all the birds in the trees suddenly seem to start to feed, or to sing, or to chase each other. And the air seems to fill with the noise of their activities.

Watching stoats chasing each other.

The joy of being able to see under water with a pair of good polaroid sunglasses.

Buying and receiving new wildlife books.

Doing ever-so-slightly naughy stuff, like waiting until dark and then filling pop bottles half full with spirits and walking up to the hills and back until your feet hurt.

The unexpected calls of owls.

Hugging a tree (don't knock it until you've tried it).


Ahh, I feel better already.