Natural history -- England -- Wiltshire; Wiltshire (England) -- Description and travel
Yellowhammers have a habit of sitting on a rail or bough with their
shoulders humped, so that they seem to have no neck. In that attitude
they will remain a long time, uttering their monotonous chant; most
other birds stretch themselves and stand upright to sing. The great
docks that grow beside the ditches are visited by the tomtits, who perch
on them,--the stalk of the dock is strong and supports so light a weight
easily. Sparrows may sometimes be seen in July hawking in the air just
above the sward by the roadside--hovering like the kestrel, a foot or so
high, and then suddenly dropping like stones: they are then so absorbed
that they will scarcely fly away on your approach. At the same time a
rather long red fly is abundant in the grass, and may be the attraction.
The swift's long narrow wings shut behind him as if with a sharp snip,
cutting the air like shears; and then, holding them extended, he glides
like a quoit.
In old days men used to be on the watch about the time of the great
race-meetings, in order to shoot at every pigeon that went past, in hope
of finding a message attached to the bird, and so getting the advantage
of early intelligence. In one such case I heard of, the pigeon had the
name of the winner, and was shot on a tree where it had alighted, weary
from want of food or uncertain as to its course.
The golden-crested wren--smallest of the birds--scarcely ever leaves the
shelter of the hedges and trees. The crest or top-knot is not exactly
golden, but rather orange; and as the body of the tiny creature is dusky
in hue, the bright colour on its head shines like flame in contrast. By
this ruddy lamp upon its head the wren may be discovered hidden deep in
the intricate mazes of the thorn bushes, where otherwise it would be
difficult to find it. These wrens are usually in pairs; I have seldom
seen one by itself. They are not rare, and yet are comparatively little
seen, and must I think travel a good deal. All the same, they have
their favourite places; there was one hedge where, if the bird was
anywhere in the neighbourhood, I could feel sure of finding him. It was
very thick and entirely of hawthorn and blackthorn, and divided two
water-meadows.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
NOTES ON THE YEAR--THE TWO NATURAL ERAS--SPIDERS--THE SEASONS
REPRESENTED TOGETHER--A MURDEROUS WASP--FENG-SHUI--THE BIRDS' WHITE
ELEPHANT--HEDGE MEMORANDA.
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