Saturday 24 January 2009

Grasmere

Coming from Felixstowe, a dock town in famously-flat Suffolk, there are immediately noticeable differences on arrival in Grasmere.

Water

Inland forms in abundance. Clearer. And it tastes different, from the tarn and the tap.

Birds
Saw my first goosander today. She was very fine, wore her ginger crest like a bonnet. Goosanders are one of those rare species where the females are more showy in appearance than the males it seems to me. Our girl was swimming with the mallards, perhaps searching for a mate worthy of her good looks.

Air
No salt to it.

Woodsmoke

Night
Real dark, real quiet. No dock noise, no orange tinged black.

Hills
It's ups and downs.

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