A bit of a ‘pea-souper’ yesterday morning
with the temperature hanging on doggedly to single figures overnight,
in fact just +8°C!
By noon it was a full on +25°C but again nothing to report from the
Moth Traps
Theory is, they will be fighting to get in to them there traps tonight?
It did peak at +27°C
MAIN POND
and a lot more
CHIFFCHAFFs
en-route to the
Irrigation Pond
where the recent resident
Mute Swan
has left one hell of a mess but will come in handy to stuff the duvet!
and we have got his number.
Is this 'ring' an accusation - we didn't eat it or dislike it!
There was nothing to delay us at an equally gloomy
Gravel Pit
but on the way to the Heath we came across the c3
juvenile
ROE DEER
which are usually as nervous as kittens,
but braving it on that day.
Very quiet, in fact embarisingly so, once again on the
Moor where the
dew soaked
SPIDER WEB's
continue to please, and were we have also 'won' a new
ROBIN
close to the Moth Trap's Muster Station.
There cannot be a more opportunist bird, so we have to jetison our
Insects with a little more care!
By the length of the hind-claws on these Pipit's
(all different specimens)
we could be forgiven for thinking
TREE PIPIT
unless, and hopefully we are getting it wrong (we have only ever recorded a
'single' Tree in any year here) and just for bulk yet another juvenile
STONECHAT
Finally, and back at the Main Pond, we found what looks every bit like last years
Duck Conundrum?
Only sighted on the Gravel Pit some distance away as a 'first year juvenile' it had
traits of both
MALLARD and male PINTAIL
not exactly obliging and we on the main farm track,
we will try for a better shot during the week.
Any views or suggestions would be warmly welcomed!
Not at all FOLKIE there is always an exception to the rule!
That exception is not Fog on the Tyne - Lindisfarn (named after the Holy Island just off the
Northumberland coast) - but their follow up single Lady Eleanor which doesn't fit the Post!
Not at all FOLKIE there is always an exception to the rule!
That exception is not Fog on the Tyne - Lindisfarn (named after the Holy Island just off the
Northumberland coast) - but their follow up single Lady Eleanor which doesn't fit the Post!
It was a Great Joy to be at the
LADY ELEANOR!
Cannot put my finger on it, nor explain why but when they reach that part of the lyric
just that single line
As she played, magicians seeing all this on the floor,
Belly dancing beauty with a power driven saw.
Had myself a nightmare,
Didn't think there could be much more.
“Then in walked Lord Borgaasha with the Lady Eleanor”.
Belly dancing beauty with a power driven saw.
Had myself a nightmare,
Didn't think there could be much more.
“Then in walked Lord Borgaasha with the Lady Eleanor”.
She tied my eyes with a ribbon,
Of a silken gossamer thread.
I gaze with troubled vision,
On an old four poster bed.
Where Eleanor had risen to kiss the neck below my head,
And made me come along with her to the land of the dancing dead.
Of a silken gossamer thread.
I gaze with troubled vision,
On an old four poster bed.
Where Eleanor had risen to kiss the neck below my head,
And made me come along with her to the land of the dancing dead.
But its alright Lady Eleanor,
Alright Lady Eleanor.
I'm alright where I am.
Alright Lady Eleanor.
I'm alright where I am.
it simply
'SLAYS ME'!
The Holy Island of
LINDISFARN
PS - we would like you to believe that yesterdays Meadow Pipits, which are in fact Dunnocks was a typo rather than a mis-identification, or more likely a severe dose of senility!!!!
The ammendment has been made!
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