I've just posted my first poem to the Poetry Free For All's poetry-writing month (I've forgotten the actual name just now). It was a pretty painless experience, and writing it saved me from spending this afternoon biting my nails to the quick watching Leicester Tigers scrape past Stade Francais into the European Cup semi-finals.
I've set myself the target of taking no more than an hour over each poem (if they're any good, they can be worked on later), and of taking as the starting point for each one the first track my iPod chooses each day on shuffle. Today it gave me Make Like Paper, by San Francisco miserabilists Red House Painters. It's got a couple of images that immediately set me thinking, which made things easier - it might get a lot more difficult if it picks something like Teenage Lobotomy.
On the birding front it's still quiet - highlight of the weekend was watching the Peregrines at Swithland Reservoir doing their display flights yesterday. Their courting was interrupted by some serious aerobatic harassment from quite the biggest Raven I've ever seen, which in its turn got mobbed furiously by a couple of Crows. Other than that, still no Wheatears at Sence Valley Forest Park (well, there are, I just haven't found any), although a flock of at least 400 Fieldfares partly made up for that.