Saturday, July 6, 2013 12:03:40 PM
There is much to find on this shore, including the peaty remains of a 6000-year-old forest, swallowed by the exchange of borders between land and sea all those millennia ago. Even older are the fossils in the cliff - dinosaurs sleep there.
But when I went to the beach an hour or so after dawn this morning, some creatures were definitely awake.
These are juvenile gulls, although they probably dine more on crabs than stolen sandwiches and rubbish (as their relations in the towns around here are famous for doing).
And, of course, someone else will never decline the opportunity to explore the beach
Sunday, May 26, 2013 10:51:20 AM
My neighbours had a surprise delivery on their decking yesterday, and one that was duly posted today back down to ground level. I thought I heard a lot of duck-speak in the road, but I didn't quite expect this when I looked out the window:
I think there are ten chicks in total, but some bounced down to terra firma without human help. And mother was watching closeby to direct them onwards to the lake
On a different topic, Khamsin has been enjoying the recent sunshine
Sunday, September 23, 2012 4:14:13 PM
The wind's roaring like the sea. It's autumn, all of a sudden, with chestnuts appearing in the wood and leaves bleaching from green to orange. It's too easy to take trees for granted when you live in southern England, but after a few months in the prairies you come to believe it quite fanciful that woody vegetation can ever be vastly taller than a human being.
I have a youngish oak tree outside my window, and due to the positioning of my mobile home on a slope, I'm seeing it half way up, rather than from ground-height. Effectively, my bird feeders are positioned high in its branches, and that's the primary reason why they have attracted such a variety of visitors in a short space of time, from bullfinches to chiffchaffs. And, of course, the British answer to the chickadee, which is gradually becoming more cooperative
...most of the time
I've seen more marsh tits in the last week than I have in the rest of my life - in fact there's another one outside the window as I type this
They are remarkably talkative little birds, and cannot seem to fly anywhere without making small, thin calls.
Other guests are not going unnoticed
Squirrels are making their presence known, and they're making it a family trip. This young one looked a bit big for nursing, but the mother tolerated it - briefly. Then she returned to the oak tree, her youngster following her like a dog on a leash.
Another youngster has proven unexpectedly bold. The bare patches on this magpie's head are probably due to moulting.
It will be interesting to see how the guest list changes as winter develops. I'm not far from Dungeness National Nature Reserve, which can attract some real rarities.