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Guerrillas in the mist

6 February 2015 by Simon Barnes 8 Comments

This is the time of contradiction. Almost of paradox. Winter has still got its teeth in the country: and so it’s time to celebrate spring. Not spring as glorious detonation of sunlight and joy: not yet. We’re not yet at the day when the world abandons overcoats, women walk the streets a layer or so from nakedness and men wear their jackets on their thumbs.

      No. This is a time when spring operates sneaky underground tactics. It lies in hiding and then, when you’re not expecting it, it gives you a blast and lays you out. It’s not the full assault that we’ll feel in a few weeks: it’s more like guerrilla action: the more vivid when it comes through the frosts and the mists of winter on the Broads.

      The other day, working hard outdoors in five layers of clothes, I was brought to a halt by a sudden sharp sound. Braaarp! A machine-gun sound, some arboreal freedom-fighter had recognised my vulnerability. It was a great spotted woodpecker, first of the year. Not entirely serious about territory and courting just yet, but wondering if the dead branch he was trying was resonant enough for the Ginger-Baker drum solos he planned for warmer days.

Others too. That zweee: with which the greenfinch punctuates its twittering: here’s a link to it from the wonderful British Library of Wildlife Sounds http://sounds.bl.uk/Environment/British-wildlife-recordings/022M-W1CDR0001389-1700V0#_

      If you’re no great birder, click and learn, because it’s an easy one to remember. Hear it again on a cold morning or a damp evening and it will foster your natural taste for rebellion: rebellion against the tyranny winter, lining up with the freedom-fighters of spring.

     It’s seriously cold out there right now. I’ve got to go and muck out three stables and frankly I could do without the wind. I’m hoping for encouragement from one of the guerrillas of spring.

 

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  1. JAB says

    6 February 2015 at 2:18 pm

    According to BBC, Spring watch doesn’t start until end of May

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    • Brian Goldfarb says

      11 February 2015 at 3:07 pm

      Just shows they know nothing!

      Reply
  2. Malcolm Cragg says

    6 February 2015 at 3:00 pm

    I walk our woods daily,this week the birds seem just a little excited,Nuthatches,great and long tailed tits making a little more noise.I have just returned from Thailand,where the Birds and Butterflies are loud and numerous,but we are looking looking for those small signs of the coming spring.Happy to anticipate the coming season.

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    • Simon Barnes says

      13 February 2015 at 1:28 pm

      Someone suggested to me the other day that you know spring is here when you can smell a manure heap from 2 miles off.

      Reply
  3. Pat Leighton, Barrow Gurney, North Somerset says

    7 February 2015 at 8:20 am

    Yep, the greater spotted was drumming by us too….. And that same day, the greenfinch was making that strange “zwee” call, like it wasn’t altogether sure it really wanted to. Enjoyed this short piece. Very much. So miss your column in the Saturday Times (sorry, just had to say that).

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    • Simon Barnes says

      13 February 2015 at 1:30 pm

      I love the idea of the inadvertent Zweee.

      Reply
  4. simbn says

    8 February 2015 at 9:45 pm

    Frog guerrillas gather in the mists of our murky pond, just these last few days.

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    • Simon Barnes says

      13 February 2015 at 1:31 pm

      They really do like to crack on with things early, don’t they?

      Reply

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