I felt this was certainly a very good point, and one that made me rather paranoid. Have I ever faked my emotions about what I've seen, or perhaps exaggerated for literary effect? And if so, has it been spotted by my readers?
I was so worried, as I did a 23km cycle this evening, I found myself asking the wildlife I encountered en route whether they thought I was nothing but a big faker.
"CACKLE" cried the crows circling over the sweetly putrescent rubbish tip.
"Prrreeeep" said the swallows softly as they escaped my bicycle along the Sustrans 64.
"CHEEEEESE!!!!" yelled a sulphurous yellowhammer on a telegraph wire.
"Crrreeeaaaaak" groaned my bike as I tried to do a Wiggins and pour on the power.
None of this was terribly helpful to me. I can only leave you with a few pictures, and a reassurance that my intent is, mainly, honourable.
All images and text copyright CreamCrackeredNature 06.06.15
|There was a busy worker early bumble in the garden|
|Not sure what we have here|
|The long legged writer|
|Sun soaked poppies|