A
dank dull and fairly wet start to the day, but overnight things remained
humid, calm and fairly warm bringing great success on the first full
run of the new traps. Plenty of Insects in all of them, including Dusty
Bin, but still some time needed to confirm all identifications and to
obtain photographs of 3 Carpets which just will not spread their wings,
so here is what we have already. A much better image than previously of
CRANEFLY (Tipula paludosa)
ANGLE SHADES
BLOOD-VEIN
Not long now before all WASPs disappear for the year.
While
tending the traps, 'calls' from above included just a few each of
Siskin and Redwing (there were said to have been 35,000 of the latter
somewhere in Gloucestershire yesterday) plus a 'gaggle' (if indeed that
collective noun applies to c3 individuals) of Greylag Geese.
"Can you tell me where my country lies?"
said the Unifaun to his true love's eyes.
"It lies with me!" cried the Queen of Maybe,
for her merchandise, he traded in his prize.
For
a number of years now there has been this recurring idea of
rediscovering some of the villages of Dorset, with the main thrust
trying to find the church with the brightly painted monuments to a
Knight and his Lady. For whatever reason I thought this to be one of the
Gussages, only a short drive from here, so that is where the start was
made. Passing
as this is a private property with no public access,
there was time to stop and admire the most novel
Gate House.
Reaching the Gussages, the first village is Gussage All Saints one of
2 very mediocre hamlets with little to attract except maybe the
SAINT NICHOLAS CHURCH
Paper late cried a voice in the crowd,
Old Man dies, the note he left was signed
Old Father Thames
it seems he's drowned Selling England by the Pound.
Paper late cried a voice in the crowd,
Old Man dies, the note he left was signed
Old Father Thames
it seems he's drowned Selling England by the Pound.
A basic Nave with
Timber Beamed Roof
Citizens of Hope and Glory,
time goes by - it's the 'time of your life'.
Easy now, sit you down,
chewing through you're Wimpey dreams,
they eat without a sound;
digesting England by the Pound.
Citizens of Hope and Glory,
time goes by - it's the 'time of your life'.
Easy now, sit you down,
chewing through you're Wimpey dreams,
they eat without a sound;
digesting England by the Pound.
and Portland Stone Font
but no sign of the Knight in Shining Armour
A couple of most interesting Brasses in the floor dating back
to 1574 and reminding me of the days when I would take my 2
young daughters 'Brass Rubbing' in many other churches.
Another ancient monument by no Ancient Knight.
Best of all I enjoyed the exterior of this small but
substantial building with Niche Door,
more than adequate Buttresses and fine Flint Work.
East Naive Stained Glass Window
and impressive Clock Tower.
Follow on! With a twist of the world we go,
Follow on! 'Till the gold is cold.
Dancing out with the Moonlit Knight,
Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout.
Maybe we'll find the Knight
Further On Up the Road - Bobby 'Blue' Bland
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