by Ellen, aged 11
21st June, 2021
Robin Hood’s Bay, North York Moors: My mum and I went on a walk one afternoon in May, and this is what we saw.
A is Ash, a type of tree
B is Bees, honey and bumblebee
C is Clovers, with white, pearly petals
D is Doc leaves, a cure for nettles
E is Egg, cracked this time
F is Footprint, an interesting sign
G is Grass, common as cows in herds
H is Hedge, bustling with birds
I is Ivy, climbing up higher
J is Jenny Wren, calling out a desire
K is Kestrel, higher than any trees
L is Light, breaking through the leaves
O is Oak, growing strong and tall
M is Mud, a long haul
N is Nettles, watch out they sting
P is Pinecones, the most intricate thing
Q is Queenie, our chicken who lives in our bay
R is Rays of sunshine, that light up our day
S is Sky, as far as you can see
T is Tracks, whose could they be
U is Unknown, a haven of fun
V is a near Vertical climb, not easy to get done
W is web, a spider’s trap
X is X marks the spot, often on a map
Y is a Y shaped tree, home to wildlife
Z is Zest, zest for life
This piece was first published in the Guardian Young Country Diary on 5th June 2021 and is reproduced with kind permission from Ellen and her mother, Lindsey.