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Kens November Nature Notes 17 December 2007 November Nature Notes
Things are very sparse in the woods, now that we are well into autumn, the ash trees, well some, seem to be clinging precariously onto their last few leaves as if to defy the forces of Nature. These same trees would have been the last of our native trees to uncurl their new offspring of leaves in the Spring, so they seem to be making the most of them, reluctant as a parent are to let go.
As you look closely from where these leaves have dropped from the branches the signs of next years buds are there waiting to awake from the long sleep of winter.
 It must be great to be a hibernating mammal, curled up inside a large pile of leaves keeping snug till the fresh Spring arrives, I think I’ll come back next time as a dormouse or a hedgehog, with a good sense of the highway code.
Regular sightings of Geese are to be seen, usually in the last rays of the evening light, they are anything but quiet flyers as the chatter and honk at each others progress. Some evenings they are heading north then a few days later heading south, I suppose they are either heading for warmer climate or have just been out on the town.
Spider webs are now easy to spot as the early dew and morning frosts outline their marvellous construction for catching their next meal. It must be a hard time for them as very few flies are ever seen in the autumn; I suppose that is why there are more noticeable webs, as more areas are required for trapping food.
Speaking of food, we had a very enjoyable evening at our last Conservation Group meeting; as mentioned in my last notes the evening was themed around the celebration of the Apple. Apple pies were beautifully baked by June and Miriam. Thanks go to Bill and Audrey for supplying the apples.
Paul and Jackie supplied the refreshments and cream; and guess who won the Apple pealing competition? Well modesty prevents me from naming the winner. Better luck next time folks.
The apple trees around the village can be clearly identified now, as the leaves having dropped off to reveal the apples still clinging to the tree; much like Christmas tree decorations.
As I wonder at the millions of leaves that have been shed I think of the grains of sand that make up the deserts, and imagine how many there must be, one answer that no human can tell.
There is little shelter now in the woods everywhere you wander you are at the mercy of the wind and rain, and when you think about it so are the birds and animals that have made the woods their home.
Many of the bird boxes that we erected over the years have become dislodged, either through the forces of nature, or mindless morons with nothing better to do.
So there is no time to relax, better get the hammer and wood out, for our friends need some more roosting boxes that they can call home in the Spring which is just around the corner.
Keep warm.
Ken.
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