tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post1498356835591685481..comments2024-03-26T11:27:35.814-07:00Comments on Tom Stephenson: Winter and SpringUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-10857016277434714132017-05-08T01:04:01.778-07:002017-05-08T01:04:01.778-07:00I think it is gulls who are responsible for crappi...I think it is gulls who are responsible for crapping on the royal crown.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-27853445142759027742017-05-08T01:03:12.682-07:002017-05-08T01:03:12.682-07:00The Black Watch.The Black Watch.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-86289563793579433182017-05-07T23:06:25.656-07:002017-05-07T23:06:25.656-07:00He stands proud. They help serenade me in the morn...He stands proud. They help serenade me in the morning through by upstairs bedroom. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00099684930717012374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-2885333148616683722017-05-07T20:54:46.528-07:002017-05-07T20:54:46.528-07:00When we have our early evening glass of rouge, the...When we have our early evening glass of rouge, there's a Blackbird who starts singing just behind us at precisely 5.30 pm. Do you think they have watches? Maybe they listen to the church bells! Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-33608418082467411522017-05-07T14:20:45.547-07:002017-05-07T14:20:45.547-07:00to meto meRachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-75041892832566929912017-05-07T14:20:15.499-07:002017-05-07T14:20:15.499-07:00Faster and without rhythmFaster and without rhythmRachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-46071846031436515052017-05-07T14:19:50.398-07:002017-05-07T14:19:50.398-07:00His hand moves in a friendly manner to the blackbi...His hand moves in a friendly manner to the blackbird; a blah blah manner to me.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-46172086264623494762017-05-07T14:17:13.981-07:002017-05-07T14:17:13.981-07:00Emu. Emu. Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-48314249367969611322017-05-07T14:15:52.610-07:002017-05-07T14:15:52.610-07:00Ah. A blah blah gesture. I was thinking of dog bar...Ah. A blah blah gesture. I was thinking of dog barking split fingers. My ex used to give magpies the military salute rather than wish them good morning. Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-54760161607557464142017-05-07T14:12:08.824-07:002017-05-07T14:12:08.824-07:00I knew. The blackbird told me at 4.00 am. I knew. The blackbird told me at 4.00 am. Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-5073562325849581122017-05-07T14:03:19.386-07:002017-05-07T14:03:19.386-07:00Whole hand, similar to the gesture he uses when im...Whole hand, similar to the gesture he uses when imitating my mouth.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-53227714526748314612017-05-07T13:53:12.863-07:002017-05-07T13:53:12.863-07:00Today was International Dawn Chorus Day. I expect ...Today was International Dawn Chorus Day. I expect the blackbird knew.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10787732343048847565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-91420465351228675952017-05-07T13:41:02.797-07:002017-05-07T13:41:02.797-07:00Finger and thumb?Finger and thumb?Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-8999289978537224572017-05-07T13:40:30.837-07:002017-05-07T13:40:30.837-07:00It's late and you were up for the Dawn Chorus....It's late and you were up for the Dawn Chorus. Don't be too hard on yourself.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-71410218711170900172017-05-07T13:39:32.936-07:002017-05-07T13:39:32.936-07:00Unless you are a Nightingale?Unless you are a Nightingale?Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-74307332295643938892017-05-07T13:38:55.100-07:002017-05-07T13:38:55.100-07:00The Nightingale in Berkeley Square was one.The Nightingale in Berkeley Square was one.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-13106066176663383112017-05-07T13:36:30.595-07:002017-05-07T13:36:30.595-07:00You can't beat a good blackbird.You can't beat a good blackbird.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-41723884131842873542017-05-07T13:02:08.440-07:002017-05-07T13:02:08.440-07:00Oh God ..... I did it wrong again !!!!! XXXXOh God ..... I did it wrong again !!!!! XXXXJacqueline @ HOMEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06154045482594773377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-70703576256838758592017-05-07T12:46:37.387-07:002017-05-07T12:46:37.387-07:00The blackbirds do sing a fine song.The blackbirds do sing a fine song.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-15205855555281710972017-05-07T09:43:53.114-07:002017-05-07T09:43:53.114-07:00That's in fact t !!!! XXXXThat's in fact t !!!! XXXXJacqueline @ HOMEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06154045482594773377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-77771357987228310182017-05-07T09:42:21.737-07:002017-05-07T09:42:21.737-07:00Lovely photograph ...... nothing says Spring more ...Lovely photograph ...... nothing says Spring more than the song of a blackbird. We have one too..... intact, I think we have several singing to attract a mate. XXXXJacqueline @ HOMEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06154045482594773377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-90493742527907622982017-05-07T09:30:03.990-07:002017-05-07T09:30:03.990-07:00He is a fine blackbird. We have one too. Peter tal...He is a fine blackbird. We have one too. Peter talks to it and uses his hand miming like a beak to it. I am not sure how much he means his joy at its singing. He looks for it each morning as he leaves. I think it stops at night though. I wouldn't know, I have passed out by then.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.com