The Shush & The Reluctance…
A cool and tetchy breeze hustled
And tousled leaves into a demented,
Shivery gaiety, accompanied by elongated,
Dishevelling gusts and a shushing sound
Which likely contained the badgers underground…
The furtive glances as two badgers bustled
Hungry from a sett, any intrusion resented,
Led to a short forage, then they hastily retreated
Into their hole, via a bedding-strewn raked mound,
Leaving the windswept copse vacated all around…
Pete Ray
18th August 2023…
Once again, there was a dearth of badgers in the Temple Balsall copse.
There was a reluctance to investigate the ground for the food scattered there…
The wind’s shushing sounds were clearly not welcomed by the two badgers which did appear but only for a matter of a few seconds…
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