So we’ve been hit by a hurricane... well the tail-end of one, how did you find it? I mean as far as bad weather went, I can say we’ve seen
worse, but I’m rather grateful for our tail-end of the storm as it seems to be
causing few travel disruptions and damages caused by its such strong winds.
The beautiful sunrise from the reserve this morning |
I should have guessed that,
after writing this, within minutes the gails started, it looked like storm force 10
from the office window as all the leaves rushed down the street. Then it began
to hail and some really unfortunate news stories about issues caused by the
weather popped up on BBC news. Typical, next time I’ll keep my mouth shut!
Anyway, the reserve is
defiantly more covered in leaves now than it was a couple of days ago and they
leave incredible golden dusting!
As I’m writing this I’m looking out the window at the trees half bent over by
the wind and a tiny, juvenile grey squirrel
is all hunched over with it’s tail bent round itself to shelter from the
wind. My, it does look a little cold up there and here’s me in a nice toasty
office.
The Dewy Grass Caught the Sunlight Wonderfully |
My nature walk round the
reserve was a rather different one this week, more of a well-paced amble round
the reserve. I even got to chat to Trevor, one of our wonderful wildlife garden
volunteers, who was struggling to find a suitable place to plant an
apple tree that had been rescued by the builders from the demolition area. Mrs
(or Mr) Robin was also there to greet me in the wildflower garden, searching
for worms in an area I presume Trevor had just been digging.
I took a different route
around the reserve today, heading along the public bridle path that backs onto
the nature reserve, just near the construction site. Here I decided to stop, as I
had seen a few small brown birds flitting between the trees. Sure enough within
a couple of minutes birdlife returned to the hedgerows and I was
surrounded by a mixture of songs, including a robin and also a chiffchaff, who
normally fly back to their wintering grounds in late August to September so this was a surprise. Then
I was greeted by a mysterious bird, it had a blackcap, so I initially thought
it must be a blackcap, but it didn’t look like ones I had seen previously, so I
jotted down its description, with black markings on its flanks. As always it
was too up in the trees and too fast for me to get a photo; as my Dad has
always told me and as the saying goes… “never work with children or animals”… they
never stay still long enough. When I got back to the office I looked in the
book... it was a female bullfinch!
The Gills of the Un-identified Mushroom |
The Un-identified Mushroom |
Jazz
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