Sounds and emotions of nature
di Davide Ardigò
This is a hypothetic journey which invites you to enter into a different world, into places that are less crowded, and to learn and listen to the voices of nature. The peler (north wind) is strengthening, the waves are beginning to bother a couple of swans that are looking for a quiet corner (photo 1 and 2). The stately Herring Gull (photo 3) takes advantage and starts gliding.The Grey Heron leaves the reed thicket (photo 4). From its perch the Kingfisher is looking for a prey (photo 5). The Black Kite has returned from Africa and flies over the waters of the lake (photo 6). We leave the lake behind and we enter a gorge from where we can look over the lake and admire its beauty. On the rocky and sunny walls there appears and disappearsg a bluish spot – it is a Blue Rock Thrush, in search of insects amongst the cracks in the rocks and which it captures in its beak and takes to its young (photo 7). Somewhere in the river we spot something unusual in the cold water; but this is the place which nature has allocated to the White-Throated Dipper. It distrusts the currents and immerses itself continuously in the icy waters to look for food (photo 8). We hear a coarse cry; it is the Wren which wants to draw our attention away from its nest which is well hidden along the border of the path (photo 9). Coming back to a plateau we can feast our eyes on a magnificent panorama and nature at its best. We become aware of penetrating cries that fill the air. A pair of Peregrine Falcons shows off their spectacular flying abilities during their courtship and which also strengthen the couple’s ties (photos 10, 11, 12). The Common Buzzard (photo 13) and the Honey Buzzard (photo 14)are flying high in order to get back to the woods further up the mountain. We are also going into the woods to cool down a little. We are accompanied by differing birdsong, like a symphony, not a wrong note, just natural harmony (photo 15 Robin, photo 16 Great Tit, photo 17 Coal Tit, photo 18 Blue Tit). Enthralled by nature, our steps are light and we continue the way up. The cuckoo reminds us of his presence (photo 19) and let us hope he does not notice the Hoopoe (photo 20) that is taking food to its young that are hidden in the cleft of that big tree. Let us raise our eyes up to the sky, we may be a little tired, but the horizon is spread out before us. Up in the sky we notice a large shape that seems to be going towards the pine trees, it is the Short-toed Snake Eagle (photo 21-22), so called because that happens to be its favourite food. It is flying towards its nest which is at the top of a large pine tree. In its beak it is carrying a twig to re-inforce the nest in which a young one is waiting to be fed (photos 18, 19). The woods are becoming denser. Our voices attract several inquisitive birds: Long-tailed Tit (photo 23) and Crested Tit (photo 24) and just as they have arrived they disappear again into the woods, “twittering” along. The Common Buzzard (photo 25) and the Honey Buzzard (photo 26) are now lying in wait to catch their prey: rodents and insects. The colourful Nuthatch makes himself heard from the top of a chestnut tree (photo 27). Slowly we enter the forest; the sounds become more intense; the Great Spotted Woodpecker (Photo 28) with its specific call cut through the silence of the forest to lay claim to its territory (Black Woodpecker photo 29, Greyheaded Woodpecker photo 30). The numerous holes they have made in old trunks or imposing beech trees make it fairly obvious where their young are housed. We carry on in silence, full of respect for our surroundings and looking at the beautiful larches and fir trees. We are startled by a large figure and for a few moments, like a mirage, we manage to see a Capercaillie (photo 31). We come to a beautiful pasture; we have come a long way and in the distance we just make out the snowy mountains. Beneath us an Golden Eagle is flying over the place we have left many hours ago; for her flying higher is a simple question of beating her wings; how we envy her (photos 32, 33). Without being aware of it we have arrived quite high up, and always accompanied by various feathered creatures, but there are more surprises in store. In a piece of greenery, where the last snow gives way to colourful flowers a Black Grouse (photo 34) has come back to show off and to attract the attentions of a female. However, for now only a small Pygmy Owl is looking at him (photo 35). It is getting late, everything is coloured pink by the setting sun and we need to return to base. The sounds are becoming fainter; the beginning of a different world, unknown and mysterious to us. A world we cannot see but which we can listen to; A Boreal Owl (Photo 36) is showing from a tree cleft a Tawny Owl raises his voice and it is time for us to go (photo 37). Nature has many surprises in store and we can find many more if we were to visit the less obvious and least frequented parts of our area. There are many more species waiting to be discovered. And now …. Have a good journey and happy listening.