I find Ardea cinerea fascinating. If you’ve ever watched one hunting you might understand why. This particular bird was finding food on the outskirts of Oxford.
On the other hand, their hunting skills are why the birds are persecuted in some areas. Another danger to them is the cutting of trees because they build their nests high up and they nest in colonies, so many birds are affected.
Dans la forêt à Oxford habit un dragon formidable. Il serpente à travers entre les arbres. Les blaireaus, les herissons et les mésanges bleues sont très jolis parce que ils ont un refuge.
Oxford is home to many traditions, and one of them is May Morning.
This is how you do it: get up at about 4am, try to put on your clothes the right way round and walk into the city centre. Don’t jump off Magdalen Bridge.
Stand in front of Magdalen Tower and admire the people who come from last night’s party and look more awake than you will feel for the whole day. Wait for crowds to assemble properly.
Wait patiently until 6am. Listen to Magdalen College Choir intoning the Hymnus Eucharisticus and madrigals, and the chiming of the tower bells. Applaud.
Follow the crowds on the High Street up to Radcliffe Camera. Leave a minute or two to ponder any signs you come across.
Divert your attention to May Morning get-ups ranging from leafy headgear to walking trees.
Upon arrival or along the way, take in any occurrences of Samba, pipers and Scottish dancers, rock music, English folk music or Morris dancing.
Finally, try to find a pub that’s only 105% full so you can have breakfast. Failing that, try and make your way home. Can’t guarantee that’s possible, though.