Setting the Scene: Where I Live

Sunrise in New Forest

The rooks took off from their rookery in the oak trees, cawing and calling to their mates as they wheeled to and fro across the eastern sky.

They had the whole of the New Forest to fly across, but instead they were headed east to the Esso refinery at Fawley on Southampton Water. Legend says that crows love the industrial complex there since it offers so many different vantage points to roost in.

The air grew silent as the last crows left and all that remained was the ancient oak trees standing guard over Mopley and the inhabitants of nearby houses on the very periphery of the national park.

Life had return to normal in the New Forest. Until next time the crows came to roost in the trees.

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