Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Tuesday, 5 August 2008
Down the road, evening
As we pass the wheatfield, something scutters away among the stems. It often happens at this spot, but I've yet to see what it is. I feel I'm being watched.
3 comments:
aha - a mysterious creature, hope you find out what it is (and let us all know!)
just checking you and mol are ok!
"Scutter." I like that choice. It's a scuttle-cousin with a tinge of flutter and even a bit of gutter since it's down in the stems.
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