Great gray shrike, wren and poetry


This is a 2007 Dutch video on the Oude Buisse Heide.

This video is the sequel.

After 23 January 2018 came 24 January. Our final full day at Oude Buisse Heide.

Early in the morning, again a nuthatch at the feeder.

Atelier, 24 January 2019

This photo shows the Oude Buisse Heide atelier building, where poetess Henriette Roland Holst wrote poems and her visual artist husband made his art.

Atelier, on 24 January 2019

This photo shows the atelier at a closer distance.

Richard Roland Holst, 24 January 2019

Inside the atelier there are these words by Henriette, commemorating her deceased husband Richard (Rik).

Henriette Roland Holst, 24 January 2019

And also these lines by Henriette Roland Holst about friendships.

Two stock doves sit on the roof of the Angora farm.

De Reten, 24 January 2019

We walk from the Oude Buisse Heide north to nature reserve De Reten; which became a nature reserve only recently.

Arriving at De Moeren woodland, we turn back.

Many roe deer footprints.

Just after passing the border between De Reten and Oude Buisse Heide, a great grey shrike sits on a treetop.

De Reten-Oude Buisse Heide border, 24 January 2019

A bit further, a wren.

This was our last Oude Buisse Heide day. We will not forget it!

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Goldcrest, grey heron, roe deer, poetry, snow


This video about the Oude Buisse Heide is from September 2013, when the heather flowered.

Still 23 January 2019 at Oude Buisse Heide nature reserve.

After 22 January 2019 came our 23 January 2019 walk.

We walked again through the snow along the poetry footpath; signs with poems by Henriette Roland Holst besides it.

A goldcrest flying from branch to branch.

This video says about itself:

A male goldcrest singing, you can tell it’s a male by the crown showing a deep orange flash when it is raised. The song is so high-pitched that some people find it difficult to hear, it’s also not easy to keep up with when filming this fast-moving little bird which is recognised as Britain’s smallest bird.

A grey heron stands on a snowy footpath.

Branches and snow, 23 January 2019

Also much snow on branches.

Leaves, 23 January 2019

Also still some leaves.

A jay flying.

Roe deer footprints in the snow.

Turfvaart, 23 January 2019

We continued to the Turfvaart. This canal used to be for transport of peat by boats.

Robin, 23 January 2019

This robin sat down on barbed wire near the Turfvaart.

Great tits, 23 January 2019

We were almost back at where we had started. Near the Angora farm were many feeders, which attracted great tits, blue tits and, below the feeders, robins and chaffinches.

Great tit female, 23 January 2019

Also near the atelier of Henriette Roland Holst and her visual artist husband there was a feeder, which attracted birds like this female great tit.

Great tit male, 23 January 2019

And this male great tit.

Robin, on 23 January 2019

And this robin.

Feeder, 23 January 2019

On this photo, a blue tit feeds, while two great tits await their turn.

Stay tuned for more from the Oude Buisse Heide!

Poetry, snow, blackbird of Oude Buisse Heide


Heideliedje, 22 January 2019

In my earlier blog post on walking in Oude Buisse Heide nature reserve, the last photo about the poetry path there showed a sign covered with snow. Which poem by Henriette Roland Holst was underneath the snow? After wiping, it turned out it was this poem.

Its title is Een heideliedje, a heathland song.

Ms Roland Holst wrote it in 1884, when she was only fifteen years old. It is about her joy at the Oude Buisse Heide, hearing skylark and bees sound.

On the right of the sign, photos of a blue butterfly and a brimstone butterfly, which one can see at this heathland (not now in winter).

We continued along the path.

Blackbird poem, 22 January 2019

The next poem was from 1949, when Henriette was much older, eighty years. It is about a blackbird: as soon as it begins to sing, the poetess’ sad mood is gone.

Blackbird poem, on 22 January 2019

Our next stop was at a lookout point.

Lookout point, 22 January 2013

It had a fine view of the heathland. And a sign, with part of a 2003 poem on the heathland by Ms Roland Holst.

1903 poem, 22 January 2019

It says, in my, not so poetic, translation:

Small paths zigzag across the heathland
and arrive at the poor people’s huts:
they are the only ones which have compassion
with the loneliness of humans suffering here.
On the heath, the emaciated sheep graze,
while bleating, they are in search of a new area
of tastier plants and watery brook
dogs and shepherds are tired and sleep …

The complete poem is here.

Lake, 22 January 2019

We continued. Again, a frozen lake. The wind had blown some snow off the ice.

Willow tree, 22 January 2019

Finally, we arrived back where we had started. Not far from there, this old willow tree.

Stay tuned; as after 22 January came 23 January at the Oude Buisse Heide!

Poetry, winter and nature of Oude Buisse Heide


Snowy path, 22 January 2019

Still 22 January 2019 at Oude Buisse Heide nature reserve. We were still walking on poetess Henriette Roland Holst’s path, amidst much snow.

Frozen lake, with snow, 22 January 2019

We passed another frozen lake.

Poem sign, 22 January 2019

And, on the border between forest and heathland, we arrived at another sign with a poem by Ms Roland Holst on it.

Poem, 22 January 2019

This poem is a sonnet. It is about the beauty of the Oude Buisse Heide, with its sounds of jackdaws and other birds.

Path, 22 January 2019

The path continued. Woodland on one side; heathland with some trees on the other side.

Snow on branches, 22 January 2019

Snow on the tree branches.

Snow on poem, 22 January 2019

And snow on another sign.

Which poem by Henriette would be underneath the snow?

Stay tuned to know!

Poetry, snow and nature at Oude Buisse Heide


This 2013 Dutch video is about Oude Buisse Heide nature reserve and its biotopes (not during winter)

Still 22 January 2019 at Oude Buisse Heide; definitely in winter.

Today, we walked, as snow was falling and eventually covering everything, along the poetry footpath. It has signs with poems by Henriette Roland Holst besides it.

Old trees, 22 January 2018

Close to the beginning, these old trees.

At first, we missed Henriette’s poetry footpath (which she walked herself day after day when she was alive).

Frozen lake, snow, 22 January 2019

We arrived at this frozen lake.

Frozen lake and snow, 22 January 2019

It kept snowing, as this photo shows.

We continued, and arrived at the border between woodland and heathland. However, the path stopped. We had to go back.

At the crossroads, we found Henriette’s poetry path which we should have taken before.

Frozen lake and tree trunk, 22 January 2019

We arrived at another frozen lake. No little grebes here now, like sometimes in summer.

De Vrouw in het Woud, 22 January 2019

We arrived at this sign. After wiping off most of the snow, this poem by Henriette Roland Holst became visible.

It is the poem De Vrouw in het Woud, the woman in the woodland. It describes how in woodland, there are dark, somber parts, but also beautiful lighter parts. This poem is from the 1917, third, edition of her poetry book of the same name. That book was originally from 1911, when she was sad after a conflict with the social democrat party leadership, which had failed to support a transport workers’ strike. The beauty of nature may help the poetess overcome the sadness.

Leaves, 22 January 2019

There were still a few leaves left in the woodland, even though autumn was over.

Branches, 22 January 2019

There probably had been autumn storms, as there were branches on the forest floor.

Voorbijgaande schoonheid, 22 January 2019

We arrived at another poem by Ms Roland Holst. She wrote it in 1945, when she thought she might die soon. The poem describes the beauty of summer. Which, however, will not last long, ‘and, like with summer, it will happen with me’.

Stay tuned, as there will be more about poetry, snow and wildlife at Oude Buisse Heide on this blog!

Nuthatch at the feeder


This video from Britain is called Nuthatch Bird Song and Nature Sounds – Birds Singing – One Hour of Beautiful Nuthatches.

After 22 January 2019 at the Oude Buisse Heide nature reserve came 23 January.

A nuthatch at the feeder for the first time. It drove away a great tit. After the nuthatch flew away, a blue tit at the feeder. And a robin under it.

Wren, jays and bramblings


This 2015 video from Britain says about itself:

BTO Bird ID – Chaffinch & Brambling

Chaffinch is one of our most common and familiar birds, but young birds and females are harder to identify than the stunning males. In winter, Chaffinches are joined by their northern cousins, Brambling. How can you pick them out in the midst of Chaffinches?

Still 22 January 2019 at Oude Buisse Heide nature reserve.

In the afternoon, we walked along a path with signs showing poems by, and information about, Dutch socialist poetess Henriette Roland Holst.

Unfortunately, I cannot show you pictures of these poems and of beautiful snowy landscapes today yet, as the photos still have to be sorted out.

We saw a wren. Heard jays calling. A mixed flock of chaffinches and bramblings on the forest floor. Birdwatching was not so easy today, as snow kept falling on the binoculars.