Getting The Wind Up…
Jerky appearance,
Movements fragmented
Like within a zoetrope,
With rapid, frisky fret.
And the wind was up…
Expressions askance,
Sniffing, as if demented,
Checking the slope
From their hidden sett.
And the wind had got up…
Faltering, flinching,
Halting to assess
The scents and sounds
Within the copse, replete.
For the wind was up…
Skittering, hunching,
Scavenging to access
Any nuts on the ground,
Then stuttering in retreat.
For the wind had got up…
Thus the badgers slipped away,
Back to their torpor and tunnels,
As dusk stole the day
And the wind gusted in arboreal funnels…
Pete Ray
29th June 2021
Badgers at Temple Balsall, unsure, yet hungry, although clearly concerned and harassed by a noisy wind.
Nevertheless they were willing to forage outside their sett to feed on peanuts, despite their uneasiness, pre-dusk…
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