I escaped the crowds at Animal Magic, Martinmere yesterday for a quiet half hour alone in the hide. And it was quiet: I was the only person there for most of the time: me, my binoculars, a coffee and a notebook (bliss).
Apparently the first whooper swans were spotted circling the mere on Friday, but I haven’t seen any yet. I studied the geese grazing, alongside lapwings and starlings. A buzzard watched from a far off fence post.
I plan to take a photo of the mere from the same spot, every week, all through the winter and into the spring, to show the changing patterns of life: how the birds arrive and then they leave.
For now I am sharing a little Sunday evening reading from around the blog-sphere, a couple of sermons and some Autumn crafting.
Why you’re never ever really a failure by Ann Voskamp at A Holy Experience
Man finds calling at age 80 by Stephen Altrogge at The Blazing Centre
The most important interview I’ve ever done by Rick Warren, Senior Pastor of Saddleback Church, California
Walking out of pain by Kris Vallotton, Senior associate leader of Bethel Church, Redding, California
Why does God allow pain and suffering? by Jen Hatmaker
For my sons: On Depression by Addie Zierman at Deeper Story
If you desperately fear you have nothing to offer by Emily Freeman at Chatting at the Sky
In which I am electrocuted and break my toe by Sarah Bessey