Every day, red kites and buzzards fly around an old tree stump in my garden, looking to see if there is food for them to take. Often there is: besides (safe) scraps that may be left, death is a fact of life in a wildlife garden, and here a vole or any creature that is found dead is placed upon the stump, respectfully, and given the chance of new life through natural recycling.
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Posted September 6th, 2020, by Claire Montanaro