The Geese and The Ghost - Anthony Phillips

 Another day and another disappointment as far as 'HITS' were concerned, but you carn't win 'em all. While the Irrigation Pond still lies frozen some unwanted activity at the Gravel Pit had 'flushed' what few Waterfowl had been there but entering the Solar Panel Compound something of a recovery

as what were surely the c3

CANADA GEESE
as part of the above 'flush' were happily enjoying breakfast.

Additionally, it seemed the
COMMON BUZZARD and CARRION CROW
were also hitting it off but unserprisingly nothing in the Moth Trap as the very light rain took some of the Gilt off the Gingerbread.

Scanning what can be seen of the Moors River through the trees it was found that the

CHAROLAIS
are back on open pasture as were candidates for our c2

overflying EGYPTIAN GEESE of Thursday 9th inst
Pavaroti Day.

Additionally this female

PHEASANT

had an orangy glow about her when catching the now sunny conditions while the

Little Gentleman in the Velvet Waistcoat continues to excavate his lodgings.
but on exiting came the very best part of the day. Walking to open the padlocked gate there sat on the verge of the bridleway were 2 lovely ladies enjoying a breakfast of sandwiches and offering me a cup of coffee. Of close to my own vintage one was found to be Swedish and the other English with the conversation covering just about every point of the compass. Welcome any time, it would be GREAT to meet up again.
Ships That Pass in the Day!
and as a fitting ending a none to common on our patch

LESSER BLACK-BACKED GULL
provided the final fly-over!

MADAGASCAR - Part IV

WITH JUST 77 HITS YESTERDAY AND 88 THE DAY BEFORE WE FEEL WE CAN HERE THE DEATH KNELL - WE'LL HAVE TO LEAVE IT IN YOUR HANDS!

HOTEL RIKSHAWS

WHITE-THROATED RAIL

BLUE COUA

WHITE-FOOTED SPORTIVE LEMUR

APPET'S GREENBUL

SCALY GROUND ROLLER

TOWN CENTRE TAXI'S

MILNE-EDWARD'S SIFAKA

SPECTALED GREENBUL

BROWN LEMUR

PLANTING RICE PADDIES

SUB-DESERT BRUSH WARBLER

BLACK EGRET

SIFAKA

BLUE VANGA

Another Bus Ride

BROWN LEMUR

and finally, the most deadly and most difficult to locate 

of them all, the cat-like

FOSSA
talk about lucky, we saw 3 of them on this trip!

White Bird - It's a Beautiful Day

Another

Cold and Frosty Morning

that didn't even last to 10:30 before becoming

SPRING-LIKE

with all watercourses
CANADA GEESE

MALLARD
ice free and unable to resist any of the local

KESTRELs
in such pose down south where the next arrival was certainly straight from the

Tales of the Unexpected

and certainly

SPITFIRE
like even with the 'clipped' wing and while we had previously reported that the

CRAB-APPLES

were now over we found that we had somewhat been mistaken with

FIELDFARE

and female
BLACKBIRDs
alike still finding sustenance and our wander ending with the now very familiar

ROYAL NAVY MERLIN
and along the verges the first signs of budding

DAFFODILS
with the final remarkable image coming from elsewhere that we have forgotten an

albino
LONG-EARED OWL
with 'archetype'.

It's a Beautiful Day are/were an American band formed in San Fracisco, California, in 1967 featuring vocalist Patti Santos and violinist Dave La Flame.

ALBINO LAPWING
by kind permission of Bomber!

SORROW - Pink Floyd

 

Only a single digit in it but that of the + variety at 1°C keeping Jack Frost a little at bay, while the Dawn Chorus was provided by a single

SONG THRUSH

out-singing 3 or 4 

ROBINs
by a Royal Mile.

At daylight we headed north but within seconds 'disaster'

but fortunately not for myself

but likey showing there is still ICE about along the Airport fence line.
As far as the watercourses were concerned still just a trace of thin ice on the

IRRIGATION POND
while within the Solar Panel Compound again no Moths or other Insects within the trap but unlike the previous day, when there were none, at least a few Birds

starting with

an unexpected

small flock of

FIELDFARE
with just a hint of the oncoming Buds of Spring.

 with a couple of grazing

ROE DEER

and ending with another
PINK FLOYD MOMENT

Sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land Plumes of smoke rise,

merge into the leaden sky. Man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,

but awakes to a morning with no reason for waking.