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Whaap (Curlew) Every day, from early spring to autumn, I walk around my derelict croft, Clothie, looking for ragwort to spray. One day, I came across a little round nest made of dried grass on a dry hillock. This is the story of the nest and its' inhabitants. "Silver Bow" accompanies this beautiful film. |
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