I spent Saturday afternoon in Blakeney installing a new audio piece at St Nicholas church for the Sounding Coastal Change project.
Called Time and Tide, it plays with the sound of the ticking clock in the church tower. It was the first thing I heard when I visited St Nicholas. I wanted to see how the live ticking would interact with a recording.
It worked better than I imagined, with the two sounds chasing each other over time, catching up and then seperating again. Sometimes it seems like they have found an extra tick!
The church is a little removed from the quay, but you only have to look at the inscriptions on some of the graves to see how the sea has played such a huge part not only in the working lives of the local community, but also in their spiritual one too.
Thirty days, thirty 30-second sound bites.
Only fitting that the last recording for 30 Days Wild should be The Marriott’s Way, that has featured so much in the past month. I think all the birds came out to sing.
The penultimate day and the Song Thrush is still at it.
Haiku for Day 28
I decided to walk home in the rain. I got drenched. Best 30 Days Wild day ever.
A solo performance from a chaffinch.
Standing under a bridge as the Bure Valley Railway passes over head.
The Wildlife Trusts in the UK are challenging us all to go wild for the thirty days of June.
My plan is to record a 30 second soundbite on each day and upload it onto my Soundcloud page.
Once the challenge is over I plan to do some a little special with the recordings, but you’ll have to wait until the end of the month to find out what!
So on the eve of this fun challenge, here’s a little taster of what I think is a Long-Tailed Tit on the Marriott’s Way in Norwich that I heard on my way home this evening.
A brisk Saturday morning walk up to the Post Office to collect a parcel was made all the more enjoyable by a diversion via Mousehold Heath.
Considering it’s locality to the busy A1042 Mousehold Lane, once you get into the woodland the traffic noise is absorbed by the trees and shrubs and soon the morning birdsong becomes the dominant sound.
This morning I was stopped in my tracks by a call I didn’t recognise. So tune full – perhaps a Song Thrush, yet so varied I wondered if it was a mimicking Starling. Perhaps you can identify it for me.
Many thanks to to Ursula, Nick and Ian who have confirmed that the bird is indeed a Song Thrush.