Rufus enjoying the snow on day one, it is now up to his oxters
Snow has been falling in Fraserburgh since last Thursday and about 10 inches have accumulated. Rufus bounds through it like a small deer, pausing from time to time to dig Grey Granite's feet out. To his great consternation his favourite green ball sank without trace under the snow when Grey Granite threw it for him yesterday. This is a great loss.Walks are shortened and restricted to Fraserburgh which neither he nor Grey Granite particularly enjoy but there is far too much snow for Grey Granite to take to the road in the car. Side roads in particular resemble sledge runs. Since the arrival of the snow there have been great squadrons of geese - skein upon skein flying in noisily. 'The lang, lang skeins of beating wings come fleeing frae the north'. Increased numbers of wild birds are drawn to the feeders in the garden: starlings, chaffinches, dunnocks, blue and great tits and a solitary robin. On our last decent walk through Philorth woods, when there was just a covering of snow and the atmosphere in the silent woods was magical, crows were huddled on the telegraph wires like notes on a stave. Grey Granite cannot help wondering how many of the birds will survive if , as predicted, this cold spell continues for another couple of weeks. |
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