Angel Dust - Gil Scott-HERON

With a battalion of Lookouts stationed on both port and starboard bridge wings, crow’s nest and even a Lifebuoy Ghost, stationed at the stern of the vessel in the eventuality of a ‘man / woman going overboard’, our ploy finally paid off yesterday! A text from the landowner at 16:52 simply stated, “watching

GREY HERON
on River Stour from lounge window".

Have you ever seen a Fat Lad running?

It has taken a full 89 days to clap eyes on this huge and common bird which would normally fall to the log well within 86 minutes on a New Years Day Twitch, or any other for that matter.
(PS - it didn't hang about for a photo either hence archive)

Otherwise, there was little or rather no action at the Moth Traps unless you include me struggling into my Chief Engineer's overalls to top up the Oil reservour in the generator which has been coughing, spluttering and even stalling in recent days - seems to be OK but fingers still crossed! Again with not a sniff of a migrant at least the 

ORNIMENTALS
seem to be incubating while finding the first showings of both

DAISY
and

COLTSFOOT

(Thanks John)
at the pondside while it would seem the male Coot at the Irrigation Pond has abandoned ship and Little Grebe numbers reduced to one as prospective breeding

CANADA GEESE
appear to have taken over

as usually striking this pose, nostrils just above the surface, pre-nuptuals and to the accompaniment

of that lone

LITTLE GREBE
Deathly on the Heath where the

BAGOTs

continue sparring,

ASPENs
start to show just a hint of green,

LINNET (singular)
continue the vocals with these mysterious and unidentified

EXCAVATIONS
are popping up all over the place and the

Rare Breeds Cattle
OLD ENGLISH WHITE

and

SHETLANDs
turned up just in time to underpin this wilting post!

An extremely poor attempt at capturing last night's a very bright pass of the
International Space Station.