The Scarer, The Gloom & The Squabble…
By a sniper, as a calm evening began to fall
On the damp copse and some disturbed honking geese flew
In scrambled formation overhead, an irritated flock,
Their vocal annoyance vying for prominence with traffic noise,
Occasional aircraft overhead, tuneless crows squabbling
And the rattling throats of invasive magpies foraging on the dank ground…
A cete of badgers soon appeared, their appetite fired
By morsels of food laid down and like an army, the moving wall
Of approaching, chewing, chomping mammals grew
In number, though in the gloom it was tough to take stock.
Two of them ventured very near and were poised
Near a gouged hole, investigating and scrabbling,
Until an interloper was seen off with a vicious, snarling sound…
Pete Ray
4th September 2024…
Temple Balsall’s badgers came out in numbers to feed as the light faded in a copse.
Two younger ones discovered food near a dug out hole and I was able to capture their activities, including when an intruder was snapped at…
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