Ruth Daniel
Well-known member
Early birds.
We were at our local nature reserve for 8am yesterday morning......we sneaked in the back way over the gate like a pair of kids!!! lol.
The sun was already warm and streaming through the wood and tiny pollen filled shafts of light streamed down to the floor.
Arriving on the edge of the wood and adjacent to a soon to be harvested hay field we were amazed at the number of Meadow Brown butterflies dancing in the sunshine along the perimeter of the wood. Wild purple thistles were the attraction and we watched fascinated as more and more of the butterflies seemed to fly as we walked past.So nice to see after the lack of them so far this year!
All was quiet on the glass like Mere not even any Mallards asking for bread.....their normal Sunday practise! And Heron's and Grebes alike were asleep in various areas around the water.
We sat awhile in the hide now overgrown with nettles and certainly no chance of seeing the Water Rail that was easily viewed from there earlier in the year.
The familiar flash of colour ensured that our visit to the hide wasn't a wasted one as the Kingfisher flew his usual route across the expanse of water towards the distant reeds.
Then a cacophony of noise and a whole family of Jays arrived in the nearby trees,arguing and demanding food from their scruffy and tired looking parents.2 adults with at least 3 juvenilles all wanting that early worm! lol!
So not a great deal of action but a lovely start to the day and a feeling of "glad we'd made the effort" of as we walked off home for our Sunday breakfast.
We were at our local nature reserve for 8am yesterday morning......we sneaked in the back way over the gate like a pair of kids!!! lol.
The sun was already warm and streaming through the wood and tiny pollen filled shafts of light streamed down to the floor.
Arriving on the edge of the wood and adjacent to a soon to be harvested hay field we were amazed at the number of Meadow Brown butterflies dancing in the sunshine along the perimeter of the wood. Wild purple thistles were the attraction and we watched fascinated as more and more of the butterflies seemed to fly as we walked past.So nice to see after the lack of them so far this year!
All was quiet on the glass like Mere not even any Mallards asking for bread.....their normal Sunday practise! And Heron's and Grebes alike were asleep in various areas around the water.
We sat awhile in the hide now overgrown with nettles and certainly no chance of seeing the Water Rail that was easily viewed from there earlier in the year.
The familiar flash of colour ensured that our visit to the hide wasn't a wasted one as the Kingfisher flew his usual route across the expanse of water towards the distant reeds.
Then a cacophony of noise and a whole family of Jays arrived in the nearby trees,arguing and demanding food from their scruffy and tired looking parents.2 adults with at least 3 juvenilles all wanting that early worm! lol!
So not a great deal of action but a lovely start to the day and a feeling of "glad we'd made the effort" of as we walked off home for our Sunday breakfast.