Thursday, 16 April 2009

Listening to our Ancestors

The rain showers are hailstones. Lots of animal remains - I know little of what happens up here.

The larches in the valley have their first flush of delicate green.

Curlew.

I've found the remains of a mountain hare, unmistakeable white and grey fur.

1 comment:

Michele said...

I like this Alison. Michele