Category Archives: Wildlife

Devon Harvest Hymn

I was given a challenge last night at a Michaelmas Evensong to write a new hymn for harvest so this morning I sat down and gave it a go. Harvest in other parts of the country may differ but, having taken the dogs for a walk this morning and watched small gatherings of Meadow Pipits scurrying around, I got home and looked up whether they migrate from the UK for winter. The answer appears to be that some do and some don’t. I was then aware that the swallows and swifts have left already and that hedges were being trimmed and the lanes, once again, have become 3 feet wider. I was also cheered by the sight of both a Green Woodpecker and a Lesser Spotted Woodpecker!

So that’s the explanation for this:

Devon Harvest

Michaelmas migration, swifts and swallows fly

Seeking other harvests, throng the dimming sky.

Birds Murmurating, full of hope and fear

Now Sahara crossing, southward is their steer.


Silage stored for winter, hedges cut and trimmed.

Apple harvest gathered, cider vats full, brimmed

Bounty from summer, blossom set and swelled

All God’s hedgerow gathered, not a drop withheld.


Equinox equation, balanced day and night

Triggers winter’s onset, storms the skies ignite.

Barns full of grain, now drying. Market cheer

Beckons winter’s solstice; Christmas drawing near.


Praise God for the harvest. Hidden from our sight

Spirit’s life now moving, make our hearts delight

To praise the Son, whose harvest gathers in

All creation’s longing, as we live for Him.

© Nick Shutt 2016.

11,11,10,11 (Noel Nouvelet)



Haiku for a forest

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A Comma, not a full stop…

So… I see a butterfly that I don’t recognise immediately – not that I am any good at recognising anything other than a Red Admiral or a Tortoiseshell at a push, and I photograph it. I rush indoors to get a book out to identify it to find it is a “Comma” and that it is “common”. Who says it’s “common”? Perhaps I am simply not looking in the right places at the right times?


BBQ barometer

Thinking about getting the BBQ out for the weekend was bound to make it rain…success…Perhaps England need me at Lord’s to help with the cricket…


Who’s pulled the plug out of Burrator Reservoir?

This hot weather seems to have had a dramatic effect on the level of Burrator in the last few weeks Burrator Reservoir


Burrator drained

Spot the Spaniel

Another in the occasional series: Spot the Spaniel. This time at sunrise at Norsworthy Bridge

Spot the Spaniel

Cross ‘n Bridge

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Which Beach shall we go to? How about the one next to the Oil Refinery?

It struck me as incongruous that people would want to spend a day on the beach with any Oil Refinery as backdrop…

Oil Refinery

Shame I’m not the shadow of my former self

I wish I could say I am the shadow of my former self following my holiday…but the reality is somewhat different…


The Frogs of Dartmoor think it’s Spring

Not only do I think they’ve got the weather wrong but laying spawn in a puddle which will dry up (that’s me being hopeful) is not too bright either…and it’s not a ‘leap’ year!

Frog Spawn