4am Thoughts

Waking up with the sound of the little Robin outside the bedroom window, silver birch stood like soldiers no movement. Silent no wind or rain, peace fills the body and mind, a smile starts to make shape on the mans face as he realises what he has, thankful for the wonderful life that he lives. He sits looking out of the window his mind calm like a lake no ripple can be seen, his heart beats like the old bike he had slow but in time. The day is about to begin again another day, one that will be another achievement, to look after his flock the best he can, to make them safe and happy as he is, there needs come first and knowing this makes him happy to continue his day.

Will he rescue another Baby Lamb that is crying for its mum stood feet away and no body to help, it bothers him but freeing it gives him so much joy to see it run and head butt mum under her belly as it craves for her milk. Lifting the little baby bird from the road into the grass, filling the feeders first thing, he sits down with his beautiful Bella and gazes out at the Stunning male Bullfinch as it comes first for sunflower for its young that sing close by. Joined by baby Goldfinch, young Tree Sparrow and Greenfinch.

Bella sits on his shoulder and gently nudges his mouth, the communication between bird and man tells him Bella wants a drink so they walk to the get a drink, bows her head and drinks looking up after she drinks just like all birds do looking for danger, after 3 sips of water Bella looks at her Dad and says “Thanks Dad”. The bond is one only he knows his teaching and knowledge passed to his 3 year old Congo African Grey Parrot. He understands her body language her feather display, her Pupil size, her posture all telling him what mood she is in.

Keeping his flock happy daily is his goal one he has to tend to carefully with love and kindness that always comes first. He can now make a Wooden Owl for his friends or pick the camera up and find some wonderful wildlife to film, pass his knowledge of photography on to his mate. He will run out of time 5am to 2100hrs is not enough in Blackie’s world, but the light will fade eventually and he will lay down knowing his flock is happy and he filled his day with all things he loves in this wonderful life he lives.

I am so grateful for what i have.

Blackie

Making The Most Of The Day

O How Beautiful you are my friend

as i pull my weighted blanket back the cold of our static van hits my head and shoulders, quickly into the small bedroom to get my thermals on and warm green gear. I feel so relaxed in military clothing its not a reminder of the 22 years i served more a comfort feeling and one i can crawl around in while my body still lets me.

I never take anything for granted and know one day i wont be able to crawl along the forest floor or up a tree so i cant be seen. But as long as i can do it i will forfil my life of taking opportunities and making the day as interesting as possible. The van door opens and the freezing air hits my face, as i make my way down the track to my old haunts i first gazed eyes on in 2014.

Bluebell wood as i named it soon to become the nesting area for the Redstart, and Spotted Flycatcher and Tawny Owl. The nest boxes i put up are all in good condition and i will be visiting todya to see if any birds are using the boxes. The Old tree that was home to te Great Spotted Wood pecker has fallen so becomes homes for the wood mouse and insects.

The morning was quiet when i walked up a slight incline with grass and dew covering my way ahead. I looked up to see the face of my friend i see every year, we looked at each other for a second and i turned and walked back to give it freedom. The special moment is hard to describe i try and tell it your safe i wont harm you, i know it wont understand me but i do feel are meetings are one it will remember and i know i am no threat to it or its family.

I walk away and turn, its gone and i reflect another reason why i get up early, to my left movement catches my eye and the long Brown Ears with Black tips tells me its a Brown Hare startled by the Red Fox. Making my way into the woods i hear the Nuthatch and the Redstart. Its been an hour since i left the van so i ake my way back along the path making my plan in my head for the day ahead, i must visit the woods this afternoon and see what comes to visit me.

Up on a hill I stood

Wader Reflection

The little wader feeds on the banking near to me, not a care as it finds food in the moss close to the rivers edge. Blackie sits opposite trying to get the settings right so he can get a nice reflection.

Photography from our Static Van

Well after 9 days the little birds are using my new feeders i made when i got here. The Great Spotted Woodpecker, Siskin,Redpoll, Goldfinch, Great Tit Blue Tit Tree Sparrow Chaffinch and Blackbird together with the Robin all feeling safe feeding close to our daily living.

The quality this camera produces is amazing as seen in these images taken today.

Day 6 Countryside Tales

Dawn watching the sun Rise up over Ingleborough where I buried Jake and Monty ashes so they look down on us every morning, and Run free playing together.

The New Feeding Station

As people will know I like to create the most natural feeding environment for the birds as possible. With us going back to our beautiful van situated in the middle of Silver Birch Rowan and Pine trees, its give me a new lease of life.

Ruth is excited just as much as I am, no illness or Hospital visits just enjoying life in the country like we did for the first 5 years. S

I always want the van to have a different look to the garden and more time to sit and enjoy the peace and quiet and the birds singing. So I have decided not to Wood Carv anymore just do my photography covering wildlife, landscape, Macro and portrait’s.

Knowing the species of bird we get at our van I try to feed them the best food and give them a helping hand throughout the year. I don’t really like the man-made feeders as the don’t do anything for a bird image, so using wood from the forest or from any source I can get my hands on I love being creative.

With a simple Hole make of Ebay and a Drill I have made a upright feeder for fat nuts and seed. The way I have drill the holes means that the food will stay dry and when empty can be used for the small birds to roost in or take refuge.

I have drilled them inside and gone deep and round inside but mostly downwards. The amount of food they eat is frightening so I have done lots so theyall get chance to eat. The Chaffinch Goldfinch, Greenfinch and Bullfinch won’t enter the holes like the Coal Tit, Nuthatch, Blue Tit and other Smallburgh so I am making a top feeder they can fly onto and feed.

It works for both the bird and the photography as when I site the feeder I make sure the background is nice, the light is good and in a place where the sun will cast light and shadows on the feeding station. This will give me a great chance of capturing some nice images for my blog.

So with 2 days to go before returning to our tranquil place in the Yorkshire Dales the excitement is building. Its going to be new adventure that will have many stories of our life and our special time together as we both grow older but more happier everyday

A Good Deed

Today I start my day a day like any other, but I want to feel good inside a feeling you get when you do something from the goodness of your heart.

Helping someone in need, giving to a person something small that will help them. Offering your service to someone without a thought for yourself.

We all need help from time to time and giving your time up to help others is satisfying, you need no payment, you need nothing in return, that’s not why I help people.

I think with myself I put it down to leaving home at 15 and sorting everything out myself along the long road of life with twists and turns, not knowing what will wait for me ahead.

I look at my life as a Course one that starts as a child and will last until that glorious day comes, and yes I will take my learning, love, and kindness to another place and help again and teach all I have learned.

Help someone today

Blackie

So You Ask

Will you be here for me when I suffer through illness or injury.

Will you stand by my side whatever happens

Can I count on you in a Crisis.

Will you Sacrifice something for our life together.

Will you understand me when my life’s opinions and beliefs cause a problem.

Will you always tell me you love me

Big questions that you may not come across but would you honestly do them if it came to the Crunch.

So why do I ask?

What is our Purpose

Lately I have been thinking deeply about what is the purpose of life, what are we doing in our time on the ever changing planet. One that I think In time won’t be able to cope with the population that demands more from it. With the world’s oceans covering the majority of the planet will some genius come up with a way of living on that and spoiling the only free place on earth.

We as humans never learn until its to late, but will there come a time when space has gone, nowhere left for man to destroy the planet to accommodate the ever growing population.

We killed the Eagle to extinction here in the UK, the Beaver and Buffalo, the magnificent Wolf, Exotic birds from Jungle to a brick house on a council estate. Whales and Dolphins, Sharks for some Posh man with money to have his Bowl of Soup.

The Magnificent Tiger hunted like its done something wrong, the Graceful Elephant that has more emotion and feelings than many people here on earth. Hunted and killed for sport together with the near Extinct Rhino, just for its Horn it will pay with its life.

Mountain Gorilla raising its family in a world where its habitat is destroyed quicker than they can raise their young.

I could go on about what I have witnessed and what I hear on a weekly basis, and it hurts me to know my wonderful birds are forced to eat Plastic that we as people just toss away, face mask just another hazard our wildlife will become a victim to our lazy way of life with no thought for the wildlife that does no harm.

I can’t make any sense of the world that seems to be on a collision course with destruction. Only then will the world’s animals be free to live in peace and roam free as they were meant to, happy not waiting for the next Bullet or Crued Trap or Poison to end their life.

I am not frightened to say I Hate The World We Live In, filled with greed and Cruelty on a massive scale,

People may ask me why do i sit in a field for six hours and don’t get an Image on my camera, do I really need to answer that. To hear the wind and rustle of the leaves and see the little Wren and Robin next to me, no TV, Mobile,Siren,cars, News, Radio, People.

Just a sence of Peace and Freedom that makes me feel good that costs nothing.

I do worry for my Grandchildren but then again I won’t be hear to witness it Thank God.

Blackie.

One Day

When I go to bed at night I can put my head on my pillow and say I have tried my again today.

When I lie looking at my wife and children on my bed ready to join Monty and Jake. I won’t regret anything. I will just say I hope I did my best for you and was a good dad. And ask a simple question Was I a Good Man?

Just an Old Fashioned Man

What do you see

Will A Text Explain This?

When you have reached the top in 7 years from leaving school at 15 in the 70s.

When you reach a rank that gets a Royal Warrant from the Queen

When your 22 year marriage ends with a I am leaving you with no chance to rectify it.

When the 2 teenagers leave you to cope with He’ll on your own

You arrive in Hell but come out on top of Everest.

You could say I have tasted all there is to be old fashioned and just want a simple way of life.

When I stress that One Text read out of context, miss read or just not understood. Can ruin a Relationship with one simple effortless press. That’s why I stick to old fashioned ways

To hear a voice can straight away make you know how that person is feeling. If you don’t understand then you just say what do you mean. The voice has Feeling Love Compassion Hurt or emotion. You get it. It takes seconds.

But today we don’t respect the older person’s wishes to remain in the old days. There not the old days there proven.

My Grandad would return a letter if I typed it. Write it by had Ron he would say else I won’t read it.

Was he wrong to do that. Did I get at him because that was what he believed in.

Hand writing is like the artist paint brush with feeling. The fountain pen that shows the movement in the words it comes from the heart and soul.

What would I like for my birthday. I want a letter a note written by hand tell me it took Effort and just a little bit if time to do. Stick a Stamp on it has your mouth as part of the effort.

So what gives me the right to stay the way I am. Its because I learned the hard way, many I won’t go into but you could say I am old fashioned for good reason.

Will I change No.

If you find a way of doing something that makes your life easier then fine. But somethings need to be preserved for our children like saying thank you Hello.

It’s not hard or complicated just Good Manners.

They used to say Look Up To Your Elders.

Now it’s why can’t you do that Zoom Call.

Forgetting you will stand in the same position one day when all Values have gone. And ask was it simpler the way we were back when Mum and Dad were alive.

Love starts and Loves Ends

But Loves Asks For Nothing

Just understand me. Come sit with me, or speak to me. And I will tell you from my heart with a Voice not a Electronic Device that has no Heart No Feeling Love or Emotion

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