Birds in the forest

Belgian woods are not forests. It's an accumulation of trees. Inside run deep paths. You will find here shouting cyclists and noisy walkers. Above, it's an uninterrupted flight of take-off and landings. Downstairs is a tourist site: the Aulne abbey. An old vehicles parade makes a devil noise on the cobblestones. On the right is the village of Landelies. Sunday morning is a fine day today. A motorcycle concentration occupies the roads. At the top is Montigny-Le-Tilleul. Strident ambulances tear apart the soundscape. Belgium is that. It's nothing more than a gigantic pile of noise pollution, whatever the time whatever the day. A moment, you have to mourn. The forest in Belgium no longer exists. These recordings made in the woods concentrate three hours of intense fighting, trying to convince oneself that something is still possible. Something is still possible ? Common Chaffinch, lot of juvenile Great Tit, Blackbird.