Sparrows’ Quiet Concert

Small Journal Note

 

This morning, I was awakened by the song of sparrows.
I can’t remember the last time I heard those charming, soft little voices. Later that same day, while I was outside, my son pointed to the top of a tree, and there we saw the family and friends of all those sparrows, who were giving another concert—though this time it was quieter and more delicate than in the morning. They’re so small that I could cover them with my hand. 

Nature Note From One Walk

 

 

I noticed that the rowan trees are red and heavy with fruit. 

Autumn is starting to make its presence felt. It’s coming so quickly this year.

 

Nature Note from a Walk

It’s hot today. Near the park I was walking past, I had a charming encounter with some tiny creatures. This morning I spotted a grasshopper, a ladybug, and some spiders. I tried to follow the grasshopper, but it was fast and hopped off into the tall grass somewhere. For a moment, I was trying to hold a red ladybug with seven black spots in my hand, and when it eventually flew away, I made a secret wish in my heart.

 

From a Diary - Nature Notes from a Walk

We were walking around the neighbourhood, looking for a plant called Shepherd’s Purse near the flower beds in my town, because my friend’s daughter has a summer assignment to collect this plant for her herbarium. It looks so magical, but some people call it a weed. We weren’t able to find any shepherd’s purse today, which is a shame. Instead, we found some small flowers, and we’re going to make a dried flower collage out of them.