beach – The Bovey Birder

Pipit Of The Rocks

We parked the car. We were at Beer Head with some of my parent’s friends for a picnic and if I was lucky, see some new birds. We walked along the top of the headland, rain crashing down on the cliffs. We sheltered in some trees and waited for it all to blow over. WhenContinue reading “Pipit Of The Rocks”

Mallorca Short Stories: The Holiday Egret

It was early evening. We were walking by a sort of river and we could see a large holiday beach getting closer. We got to it in the end and it was empty. The sand was cold on our feet as we slowly carried on walking. Then, something caught my eye. On this usually extremelyContinue reading “Mallorca Short Stories: The Holiday Egret”