Mostly Autumn are a fine bunch of young musicians
who were encountered early in their career as a Band.
A favoured track is
which is personally interpreted as the Transport System to Heaven
while not believing in such mumbo-jumbo.
It was magical to have caught them at
The Mean Fiddler, Charring Cross Road, London
during their early days.
We have to hark back to the first day of the month to continue with what would be unfinished business. Having enjoyed that fine lunch ant the Royal Oak, Bere Regis, previously reported, back at Slight Return II there was a decision to be made. Having taken the St-Range Rover to Bere there was more chance of me buying a 'round' than taking any alcohol, so would we now have a late afternoon glass of Red, or should we sally forth. The latter was favoured and just as well it was as immediately reaching the bank of the River Stour there was 'music to the ear'. The song of aduring their early days.
CETTI'S WARBLER
not previously heard this year, was a great delight.
Whether it remains there is not known, but now in the third day it has
not been heard/seen since. However, in very quick time there was to
be another familiar 'call', that of the first returning
REED BUNTING
of the Autumn. We did report an earlier sighting in August but we won't
count that as Autumn.
Finally, a walk across to the Harbins Farm House Garden in the hope of either of the more usual Flycatchers or even, more ambitiously, one of the large number of Yellow-browed Warblers now invading the British Isles. No, that was not to be but from the foliage came the distinctive zeee-zeee of a number of Goldcrest and the slightly variant call of our first
FIRECREST
of the season.
This is the earliest and first ever of the Species to be noted here during Autumn.
Back to today and the Moth Traps are still showing decent 'catches'
starting with the first
MALLOW
for 2015,
for 2015,
another
CYPRESS PUG
CYPRESS PUG
SNOUT
The return of (second brood)
RUBY TIGER
FROSTED ORANGE
followed by another
followed by another
First for the Year
BARRED SALLOW
as is
BEADED CHESTNUT
In addition there was another
In addition there was another
SCORPION FLY
and another 'first' for the Recording Area and what is thought to be a
RED (RUMEX) WEEVIL
Video Clips of Same.
A few
A few
SWALLOW
still continue to gather, while on Merritown Heath we were met by
this rather bold (or maybe foolish)
still continue to gather, while on Merritown Heath we were met by
this rather bold (or maybe foolish)
RABBIT
and our 27th
and our 27th
SMOOTH SNAKE
of the year.
of the year.
Each is logged as to location, photographed with an idea of size kept
in the 'minds-eye' all contributing to keeping as accurate count as possible.
in the 'minds-eye' all contributing to keeping as accurate count as possible.
It was thought that the large number of bird of various species that perch on the
Solar Panels
might do so for warmth or as a prime 'vantage point' but
Solar Panels
might do so for warmth or as a prime 'vantage point' but
closer examination of some of the day's images show
Another Reason.
PIED WAGTAIL
were picking off the Craneflies piecemeal
were picking off the Craneflies piecemeal
while those on the deck
seemed to be hoping for
MANNA FROM ABOVE
In the thick of it all, I stand a torch to the sun On another world, where life hasn't even begun It's clear That love runs a line through there Then a train goes out that way Dropping off passengers, Dropping off passengers, Dropping off passengers Over and over And you look at it all, Caught up in the rhythm of days Young and slow, Older now The faster they fall on you, fall on you, fall on you But the sensitive mind If open can catch just a glimpse of the light Then a train goes out that way Dropping off passengers, Dropping off passengers, Dropping off passengers Over and over They're running everything, to keep us all alive We're riding highways, way beyond the skies One day I'm stepping on board the train To ride away Dropping off Passengers, Dropping off Passengers, Dropping off Passengers Over and over Picking up Passengers, Picking up Passengers, Picking up Passengers Over and over
In the thick of it all, I stand a torch to the sun On another world, where life hasn't even begun It's clear That love runs a line through there Then a train goes out that way Dropping off passengers, Dropping off passengers, Dropping off passengers Over and over And you look at it all, Caught up in the rhythm of days Young and slow, Older now The faster they fall on you, fall on you, fall on you But the sensitive mind If open can catch just a glimpse of the light Then a train goes out that way Dropping off passengers, Dropping off passengers, Dropping off passengers Over and over They're running everything, to keep us all alive We're riding highways, way beyond the skies One day I'm stepping on board the train To ride away Dropping off Passengers, Dropping off Passengers, Dropping off Passengers Over and over Picking up Passengers, Picking up Passengers, Picking up Passengers Over and over
