. Woodland, field and shore : wild nature depicted with pen and camera . gs, rears its young amid the white tombstones. But to return to our Surrey common. As we getnearer to the golden furze, the excited Stonechat callsvehemently and tries to attract us from its would be almost impossible to find the nest bysearching, but luckily the hen, startled by footsteps,rises from a grass clump, and there is the site. Howannoyed the cock appears to be ; how he scolds andhops from bush to bush, while his quieter mate mean-while anxiously remains ;on a grass stem to watchwdiile we photograph the
. Woodland, field and shore : wild nature depicted with pen and camera . gs, rears its young amid the white tombstones. But to return to our Surrey common. As we getnearer to the golden furze, the excited Stonechat callsvehemently and tries to attract us from its would be almost impossible to find the nest bysearching, but luckily the hen, startled by footsteps,rises from a grass clump, and there is the site. Howannoyed the cock appears to be ; how he scolds andhops from bush to bush, while his quieter mate mean-while anxiously remains ;on a grass stem to watchwdiile we photograph the eggs. Directly we turnaside she returns to the nest, but the angry cock leadsus, or, rather, fancies he leads us, from that part of thecommon until the gorse is far behind. A Surrey common in June should fascinate andinstruct anyone, however ignorant of Natures bird lovers it is a veritable paradise. Especiallyis it so at eventide, when the red orb of the sunsinks beyond the slopes and hillocks of heather,accompanied, as it were, behind the far distant blue. ^^^^^■■\.[ • TONECHAT S NEST. 196 WOODLAND, FIELD, AND SHORE hills by drifting crimson clouds. Sunset is the signalfor the Fern-Owl to be out and about, and hencefrom different directions is heard their jarring or churring. The complement of the summer day isnow enjoyed in the softer silence of approachingnight. A gentle musical sound pervades the flower-scented air, caused by the faintly perceptible murmurof the breeze and the hum of countless is still telling her secrets in the quieter eveningatmosphere. I yearn for deeper insight into hermysteries, and for more knowledge of her everydaymarvels. I do not refer to the knowledge found inbooks, nor to that to be discovered by hard long to know what a birds song means. Listen tothe notes of the Nightingale in yonder copse, whichseem to speak of other things than those of earth,but which we know no more about than we do ofthat other grea
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