Nature Watch Isaw
a wildlife-watching film that left me in no doubt That it would be exciting and I’d have to try it out. I sorted through my jackets and my anoraks with hoods, To give myself some camouflage, and headed for the woods. I trampled through the woodland with my rucksack on my back And made straight for the bird-hide at the bottom of the track. With field-guide and binoculars I settled in the hide, A flask of tea and sandwiches of Marmite at my side. I sat and stared till all my tea and sandwiches were gone; My tally for the birds I saw was absolutely none! A sudden movement in a tree was like a squirrel’s tail; I peered through my binoculars, but all to no avail. I think the birds were hiding just to make me look a fool. I went to try my luck and see the fish down at the pool. I saw some big, concentric rings right where a fish had been, But he was much too quick and dived before he could be seen. Those ripples on the water and that movement in the trees Show clearly that things are about, but disappear with ease. A rustle in the undergrowth; some droppings on the ground; The signs are here a-plenty but there’s nothing to be found. The skill with which they hide away is quite beyond belief; I sense that there’s a pair of eyes behind each dripping leaf. I find that watching wildlife isn’t all it’s meant to be; I came to watch the wildlife, but the wildlife’s watching me!