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Friday 17th 32-52?F Another white frost on the grass. A gorgeous robin was perched high on the topmost branch of one of our garden trees. Glowing like a lantern in the bright sunshine and singing his little heart out, forty feet above the ground. I love the sound of their tiny, tinkling bells, song.As I have said many times before now, they are shy creatures over here. In the UK they are very tame. They often perch on garden implements. Right beside you, while you are gardening and will readily feed from your hand.
The Internet went off for an hour. Restarting the fiber optic router brought it back to life. Odd.
A walk to the lanes. A pair of birds of prey crossed the road at low altitude just ahead. A bright Yellowhammer sang his sweet song unencumbered by the noisy Chaffinch today. Two pheasants required several toots from a Mercedes before they would let her pass.
The silence between vehicles was strangely full of sound. Distance is not always enough to quieten the roar of traffic. Even my being partially deaf is no barrier to hearing traffic before the appear and long after they have gone from sight. A single car carries a circle of tyre noise over half a mile in radius. A lorry probably twice that.
I often glance behind me on my walks. Fully expecting to see a vehicle approaching from behind. Only to realise they are really on the other side of the field. The rural roads and lanes, on my usual walks, are rarely parallel. Even a low, intervening hillock cannot completely block the sound.
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