#hedge sparrow

[photographe-a-roulettes]

Accenteur Mouchet - Bien que commun dans nos jardins, il y est peu visible car il aime se cacher dans les buissons denses.

Lieu : Chez moi, Hauts-de-France

[goldenchocobo]

This year I promised (mostly myself) that I would make Christmas cards for my family. Here's the start (and progress) of the first one!

It's technically mixed media, but is primarily watercolour. I'm still learning to use them again, as it's been some time since I used them a lot. the other media are Prisma colour pencils and white and gold posca pens.

The theme for these cards are 'British birds', and depicted here is a Dunnock/Hedge Sparrow

[iweon]

A beautiful illustration by Edith Holden.

[aisphotostuff]

House sparrow @ Oare Village Kent by Adam Swaine Via Flickr: Old World sparrows are a group of small passerine birds forming the family Passeridae. They are also known as true sparrows,The humble house sparrow..House sparrows may not be the most colourful bird in the UK, or the most impressive singer, but they’ve long been one of our favourites, because they live in such close proximity to people. Their friendly little faces are a common sight in many parks and gardens, chirping away from a hedgerow

[starrypawz]

I started feeding the birds and like the main visitors to my birdfeeder seem to be the sparrows that live in the hedge and I love the little guys but HOLY SHIT THEY EAT SO MUCH FOOD

[aufgeloest]

[fairyhaos]

seventeen and being in a corn maze

how well i think svt will be able to navigate through a corn maze

notes: tbh i think i'm wonwoo. 'maize maze' is actually hilarious okay.

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seungcheol:

makes it a competition to see who can come out of the maze the fastest. intentionally booked it during the day, bc there was no way he was going to risk going in the evening and scaring himself to death while surrounded by stalks of corn. zooms through the maze like he's the flash or something, only encounters one member (hansol, who looks extremely lost) before he manages to escape in just under 2 hours. makes sure to greet every member that comes out after him to tell them that he won

jeonghan:

goes in, like, 5 times. he keeps pretending to go in before just walking back out again, and poor junhui has to be the one to eventually walk all the way back to the maze entrance, grab jeonghan's hand, and physically drag him through the first few turns of the maze, bc seungcheol insisted that everyone had to take part in this competition. is terrible at escaping mazes, tells junhui they should just give up. starts singing really obnoxiously about how they're all gonna die here and how this really was a bad idea and he should have just stayed at home. even so, he n junhui end up being the 4th and 5th people to leave the maze, only bc junhui was so excited to escape (and everyone else was so terrible) 

joshua:

probably one of the most chill about the maze. was saddled with seokmin bc the younger man was way too scared to enter the maze by himself. is the one that tells all of them as they're entering the maze that if they just stick together they could make it out of the maze super quickly and all at once… no one listens to him. holds seokmin's hand the entire time; reassures him every few minutes that they will manage to escape the maze eventually n they won't be stuck here forever. strolls super casually through the maze like they're taking a walk in the countryside, which they basically are. that is, until his hay fever starts to be activated (by corn, of all things) and so he has to start hurrying along to get out of the sneeze maze

junhui:

was almost going to beat seungcheol before jeonghan sent them all a photo of him still standing at the entrance. was told to go back to the beginning and retrieve their second eldest member bc apparently escaping a corn maze was an activity in which participation was mandatory. nevertheless, he is Unfazed!! practically skips through the maze, despite jeonghan being the personification of doom and gloom behind him, pats his hyung on the back n tells him not to worry n that they'll get out soon :D

hoshi:

competitive for all of half an hour before his vision starts blurring and all he can see are giant green walls. gets lost, tells himself that he'll be great at living the rest of his life as a Nature Man in the maze. sits in the dead end for a good hour or so. somehow manages to make friends with five sparrows in the maze. is considering whether he should begin his tiger transformation in the middle of the corn maze when he's found by one of the workers who apparently was watching him talk to the sparrows for an hour straight. ends up being escorted out of the maze by them

wonwoo:

has to go really slowly bc mingyu refuses to let go of his shirt. could have definitely beaten seungcheol if he wanted to, bc he's a nerd and actually studied how to escape corn mazes during the drive there. keeps saying "maize maze" over and over again to himself. doesn't get lost, but does run into many dead ends bc mingyu keeps tugging him into a path that he thinks is safer. almost walks straight into the hedge at one point. demands that mingyu let him climb onto his back, is almost able to see over the top of the maze with their combined height. manages to drag mingyu out of the maze eventually

woozi:

walks really leisurely. he knows he's not going to win the competition that seungcheol set up, so he takes his time. he might not enjoy socialising and going out of his studio, but being in a blissfully quiet maze (punctuated occasionally by the members' screams) helps relax him and clear his mind. runs into dead ends half of the time, but that's okay bc it only prolongs his walks. composes the hook of five different songs in his head as he's staring up at the blue sky. gets told off by seungcheol at the end for not having any sort of competitive spirit at all. had a good time, but probably wouldn't go again bc the soles of his feet hurt and his cheeks were a little bit irritated from being brushed against the leaves of corn constantly

minghao:

is somehow super speedy at finishing the maze. ditches mingyu with wonwoo as soon as he sees the elder, then has disappeared round the corner before wonwoo can even start voicing a complaint. is grinning the entire time, practically skipping through the maze. almost runs over a mother with her daughter, stops for a few minutes to say hello and has a really sweet exchange with the girl who won't stop telling him how handsome he looks. gets really shy and blushes afterwards, spends a whole five minutes collecting himself before he's back on track towards his goal again. is the 3rd to leave the maze

mingyu:

coward. tries to hold onto minghao the entire time, is then dumped onto wonwoo. subsequently spends the entire maze gripping onto wonwoo's shirt tightly so that he can't saddle him with another member like that traitor minghao did. shakes so badly the whole time, even though it's daylight and actually kind of hot in the maze. insists that he has The Best intuition and keeps on leading him and wonwoo down dead ends. screams every time the leaves brush against his arm. practically crawls out of the exit of the maze, still clinging to wonwoo's shirt, and vows to never ever go into one of those things again

dokyeom:

isn't really scared like mingyu, but is very much worried that he'll get lost and never ever be able to come out. holds joshua's hand the entire time. wanted to backhug the guy and practically hang off him the entire time, but shua said no bc it would be difficult to walk. has an almost panic attack four times. is worriedly rambling to himself about how they'll survive if they get stuck during nightfall when it's cold. thankfully managed to somehow have a packet of tissues in his pocket, constantly gives them to his hyung whose nose is suddenly running like crazy

seungkwan:

super competitive, is sure that he'll be the one to leave the maze the fastest. was originally in a three with the other maknaes, before hansol mysteriously disappeared into thin air. chan pushed him into the hedge at one point, and when he emerged, sputtering leaves and outrage, he'd found the youngest had bolted and left him alone. stormed through the maze, simmering with anger the entire time. every dead end he encountered made him angrier, and he probably ended up encountering all the dead ends possible. was one of the last to exit the maze, and was so exhausted that he let himself rest for a few hours during the drive back before promptly recharging in the restaurant and tackling chan to the floor. they ended up getting kicked out of the restaurant. 

vernon:

was originally in a group of three with seungkwan and chan, managed to somehow lose both of them and end up wandering through the maze by himself. tries to yell for them, hears nothing back. his phone is dead too, so he gives up and lets himself walk round in circles in the maze. encounters one (1) other person and that's seungcheol, who barely glances at him before zooming off again. has to be escorted out of the maze by a worker like hoshi, but it takes him way longer to be found bc he keeps on moving around so it looks like he knows where he's going. even though he really, really doesn't.

chan:

second to exit the maze. originally had a plan for all three of the maknaes to stick together and leave as quickly as possible, but then everything kinda fell apart when hansol disappeared so he decided to make seungkwan disappear too by pushing him into the corn and running away. did the whole 'keep your hand on the right wall' thing, was amazed to find out it worked when he left the maze to find only seungcheol standing there. begged the eldest to buy him ice cream while they waited for the others to come out. ended up falling asleep on a nearby bench with the half-eaten ice cream, was almost forgotten at the maze by seungcheol when they were leaving

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[undaughtered]

sat in my garden and read half of the hour of the star by clarice lispector before feeling so overcome by the nailing sunlight streaming over my neighbour’s fence, and the nailing reflection of the world in lispector’s prose, that i had to go inside and calm down. house sparrows have nested in my hedge and came to the bird bath to drink and wash themselves, seemingly oblivious to my presence, as if i were one of them or only a part of the shrubbery, not human at all, something quiet and not to be feared.

[visit-ba-sing-se]

Birbvent - 16. Door, Dunnock 🌿

It's the Dunnock! These little and a bit shy guys are also know as 'hedge sparrows', since they often can be seen hopping about under hedges (despite, however, not actually being sparrows).

Source for the pictures 🍂 Open the previous door

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

"I am here to be mad, not to write." Robert Walser, a brilliant writer deeply relevant to our times, who spent the last twenty-seven years of his life in a mental institution, responding to visiting journalist's question as to why he was not writing anymore. In “The Walk,” his most famous short story, he describes a stroll through a rural landscape in the minutest of fantastic and tragically funny detail. Here he is, on that walk from Herisau to Wil, Austria, in 1939. At seventy-eight, he disappeared from that mental asylum in Herisau and later was found dead in the snow.

[Mikhail Iossel]

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"Without walking and the contemplation of nature which is connected with it, without this equally delicious and admonishing search, I deem myself lost, and I am lost. With the utmost love and attention the man who walks must study and observe every smallest living thing, be it a child, a dog, a fly, a butterfly, a sparrow, a worm, a flower, a man, a house, a tree, a hedge, a snail, a mouse, a cloud, a hill, a leaf, or no more than a poor discarded scrap of paper on which, perhaps, a dear good child at school has written his first clumsy letters. The highest and the lowest, the most serious and the most hilarious things are to him equally beloved, beautiful, and valuable. He must bring with him no sort of sentimentally sensitive self-love or quickness to take offense. Unselfish and unegoistic, he must let his careful eye wander and stroll where it will; only he must be continuously able in the contemplation and observation of things to efface himself, and to put behind him, little consider, and forget like a brave, zealous, and joyfully self-immolating front-line soldier, himself, his private complaints, needs, wants, and sacrifices. If he does not, then he walks only half attentive, with only half his spirit, and that is worth nothing."

-Robert Walser

[photographe-a-roulettes]

Accenteur Mouchet - A la belle saison, il est plutôt insectivore. Son bec fin lui permet de soulever les feuilles pour y attraper ses proies. Lorsque les proies se raréfient, son régime se compose davantage de graines et de plantes herbacées.

Lieu : Chez moi, Hauts-de-France

[outofangband]

Birds of Thargelion

After this I just have Maglor’s Gap and that will complete my series on birds in the Fëanorian realms pre Amon Ereb!

Flora, fauna, geography and environment of Arda Masterlist

Thargelion was the realm of Caranthir, located in the north east of Beleriand just north of Ossiriand and bordered by the Ered Luin, the eastern stretch of mountains that divided Beleriand from the rest of Middle Earth

As always this is not a definitive list! Please feel free to ask more or give me a more specific category!

Around Lake Helevorn and the rivers: Red-breasted merganser, mute swan, white tailed dipper, whooper swan, smew, little grebe, red throated loon, common crane, mallard, common white eye, northern shovler, green winged teal, corn crake, spotted crake, black winged stilt

Mountains: bearded vulture, water pipit, golden eagle, kestrel, peregrine falcon, Rock ptarmigan, common siskin, alpine accentor, northern wheatear, ring ouzel, white tailed eagle, chough, spotted nutcracker, Citril finch, griffon vulture, common redstart, common raven, wallcreeper, common jay, boreal owl, white winged snowfinch, crag martin, common redstart, black redstart

Foothills and forests: black grouse, wood grouse, goshawk, grey white fronted goose, hazel grouse, little bunting, meadow pipit, tree sparrow, hedge warbler, Bohemian waxwing, common kestrel, long eared owl, little owl, marsh tit, coal tit, mourning dove, rock pigeon, woodchat strike

World building notes

-Like most of the Noldor in Eastern Beleriand, many of Caranthir’s scouts keep birds of prey. In Thargelion these are primarily peregrine falcons and kestrels. Hunting with birds was less common however.

--There are populations of Green Elves who live in Thargelion, primarily in the mountains and near the border of Ossiriand. Though they also do not use birds for hunting, certain species are kept as companions or messengers.

-Chicken breeding as an art and science developed during the Watchful Peace. Chickens in Thargelion are appraised for long plumage and colorful feathers. Their eggs are eaten but they are not often used for meat.

-Chickens, peacocks and quails were kept by the Noldor of Thargelion, techniques of raising and breeding them were learned from Sindar and Silvan cultures of Eastern Beleriand. Indeed the Noldor of Thargelion were one of the only Noldor populations to keep quails.

-Bearded vultures appear on the crests of some of Caranthir’s lords and were even kept by a few of them

-Feathers of various mountain birds especially eagles and ouzel appear in wood carvings as an architectural motif during the Watchful Peace in Thargelion

-Out of all the Fëanorian realms, water birds appear most often in art and other cultural references in Thargelion as Lake Helevorn and its wildlife are a central facet of life there especially in times of peace. Wading birds like crakes, cranes and stilts are especially Valued.

[idiotthewise]

Garden Visitor Today.

The sparrows and finches and all things smaller seem to have all popped up the shop or the gym or something. Gone.

This dude won't go hungry for long, though. He's a determined fellow. I would invite him in for a spot of lunch, but I'm fresh out of hedge sparrow sandwiches.

Next time.

[ask-a-bot]

Hey star, how are you doing? Find any new dead things to taxidermy?

-🦖

I found an intact sparrow! 😁

And a rat skull.

And a squished squirrel (I kept its tail and tossed the rest under a hedge).

And a little mouse carcass.

... Can I taxidermy Bumblebee?

[undiscovered-horizon]

hello, could i request a part 3 of the one-shot you wrote about corinthiano having a crush on Dream's s/o

Lucienne asked Morpheus what rumors were circulating that made him have Corinthian eyes on the queen? I want to know how Morpheus would react?

[PART 1] | [PART 2]

[MASTERLIST] | [Sandman-inspired playlist]

Bizarrely, Lucienne looked over her shoulder before approaching Dream. The throne room was empty, as always, but this time, with the newly-found knowledge, she couldn't help the whispers of suspicion clouding her judgement. Yes, the chateau simply reeked of nothingness but did it really? There, in the corner, right where no one bothers to look, was it actually a shadow or a set of prying eyes?

"I wanted to inquire about the rumours, lord Morpheus," she spoke quietly. Strange - it wasn't like the walls of the palace had ears or anything close to that.

His thoughtful gaze lifted to look at her. "What rumours?"

"About your spouse, my lord?" she coaxed. Morpheus remained silent, his eyebrows only knitting closer together. Assuming that it was part of the facade, Lucienne sighed as she decided to reveal her cards. "I heard there's possible... animosity among creatures of Dreaming. I came to ask if there was anything I could do."

Still sitting on the hardly comfortable steps, Dream straightened his back. Lucienne knew something was afoot when he intertwined his hands. "Who told you that?"

"I stumbled on Corinthian, when-"

"Where is he?" he cut her off. Morpheus rose to his feet, his demeanour suddenly changing. His shadow twitched and curved. Lucienne's eyebrows raised. If she wasn't so baffled about the abrupt shift, she might have retorted something equally challenging.

"I don't know." Her voice came off absent. "Is everything alright?"

"No, Lucienne," he nearly gritted through his teeth. "Nothing's right. He thinks he can lay hands on something that can never belong to him."

Without further explanation, Morpheus marched through his palace. The echo of his rushed footsteps sounded nearly sinister and soon enough he had disappeared around a corner. Lucienne's eyes lingered on the hall in which the king had disappeared. After a moment of tense silence and no sign of his return, she decided to carry on with her duties: whatever avalanche she had accidentally started, she was sure to hear its climax and conclusion as soon as they happen.

At the same time, you were happily strolling through a meticulously cared-for garden - unaware of your husband's frantic search for you. The day was absolutely gorgeous, without clouds or a cold wind. It seemed that early spring had arrived in Dreaming, too.

Taking a deep breath, you could smell the faint aroma of nature being reborn: first flowers were blooming, bees and butterflies shyly peeked out of their winter hideouts. A sparrow flew past, her flight high and proud, unafraid of rain as it was nowhere in sight. Small, forest critters run threw the neatly kept shrubbery in the gardens, making the shaped hedges shake slightly. With timidness that befits all that is genuine and innocent, nature was waking up from its winter slumber.

"Thank you for coming with me, Corinthian." Affectionately, you gently squeezed his arm. It was adorably old-school of him to offer it to you while going for a walk; it was one of those times when you could notice Morpheus's essence in his own creations. He was akin to an artist, leaving their characteristic quirk in each of the works, not always on purpose.

"The pleasure's all mine, your majesty."

A heavy sigh left your lips. The spring, the 'rebirth' of the world, Corinthian's sweet persona... It was all awfully nice but it wasn't exactly what you wanted. Although it might sound crude, this whole situation was like buying knock-off pralines which taste only reminds one of how much different the original is. I wonder what he's doing, you thought. Perhaps he'll be done soon. But that was merely wishful thinking.

"Is something the matter?"

Corinthian's voice shook you out of your own pondering. The sudden call to reality nearly made you trip over your own feet but he was quicker, protectively putting his arm in front of you - ready to embrace your waist should you lose your balance. Perhaps, he even wanted you to.

You looked at him but your gaze fell equally fast. A pang of embarrassment hit your ribs. It wasn't exactly nice of you to spend time with someone all the while thinking about another. Corinthian deserved to have his efforts appreciated. Despite that, your heart continued to yearn. "I know he's busy and that if he could choose, he'd spent time with me but I can't help it..."

At that moment, it was difficult to believe that it wasn't you who had no eyes. There he was, right in front of you, literally risking his neck just to be in your presence, putting aside his supposed duties to make sure you're not sad and alone. At the same time, you're wondering about a man who gives you his attention only when it's convenient for him. How noble of a king.

"I'm afraid I can't relate but I do understand. You just miss your beloved." The word nearly made him audibly gag. How could you not see this whole perplexity for what it truly was: that you were settling? What demon had to possess you at some point to make you humbly accept mere scraps?

One of them would create a whole world for you while the other would gladly burn a world if only you asked. And perhaps that has made all the difference.

"I should probably talk to Morpheus about that but I know that there simply isn't much he can do about this," you spoke while continuing your walk. Noticing that you were staring at the ground beneath your feet and not the blooming saffron, Corinthian's chest tightened uncomfortably. He relaxed his hand when he noticed he had been holding it clenched into a fist. "He'll only worry, you know how he is. He's got enough on his plate as it is."

Yes, a disagreement would be quite convenient... But could he actually do it? Promote himself from a stranger in the audience to one of the pieces on the board? Actually, it was a little too late to ponder that and Corinthian realized it only at that moment. He was falling down a chasm and as it befits a freefall - he was only gaining speed. Some part of him, however, wished not to stop.

"That's generous of you," the nightmare praised. A strange thing to happen, truly.

With a soft smile on your face, you looked up at him. It was obvious he was trying his best to better your sour mood. Honestly, the sole thought of his effort made you happier. No matter how awful he was supposed to be by design, he cared. Perhaps his insidious design made that all the more heart-touching. "You really know all the right words to say, Corinthian."

"A vice I must accept."

The joke elicited a giggle from you. Although it was a short burst of happiness, he basked in it like a contented lizard soaking in the sunlight. You were to him as spring is to the world, shaking him awake from the bitterness of winter.

These seconds of careless bliss made both of you miss the sound of steadily approaching footsteps. The day of judgement must always come.

"Corinthian," Morpheus called out in a low, stern voice. His skinny face and thick eyebrows already gave him a strict appearance but at the moment, some inexplicable shadow made him look nearly sombre. "I need to speak with you. Leave us, my love." It was an order, not a question.

The nightmare continued to smile despite his days being counted. He was unsure who he wanted to fool more: himself or the Lord of Dreams. After all, both of them could tell he reeked of fear.

_____ A/N: Been going through some kind of fanfic allergy. Can't read them or write them. At the same time, I've been feeling more inspired and/or motivated to write more of my original stuff so here's a snippet of "Before dark falls":

But she's not sad anymore. She's staring into the red-orange flame consuming the wood and the corpse. In some twisted osmosis, that same fire starts within her. It bites into her sore muscles, warms cold bones. Wreathes inside her chest, blowing apart her lungs and ribs, whispering disgusting deeds unknown even to the gods of war. Líadan is furious. She demands revenge.

[aufgeloest]