Ragwort popping up everywhere. I kept searching, and finally I found two little orange & black striped fellows. Just two. Cinnibar moth caterpillars.
I heard a strange click clacking chattery noise. When I located the source of the sounds, I felt I must be imagining what I saw. Two large bumble bees on one flower head. Making these un-bee-like sounds and hitting each other. Like girls in a school playground, bickering. Eventually one had the last say, and the other flew off to a different flower head. Honestly ladies, where’s all that sisterly love. I guess they were from different sisterhoods!
When peering at a spider it stamped all eight feet at me. Angry with me do you suppose?
Stone-curlew are starting to gather into roosting flocks. Thirteen are the largest group I’ve observed so far.
Whilst watching these thirteen, hoping for a glimpse of coloured leg rings, so that I can identify individuals – through the long grass… I gave my eye balls a break. I looked behind to find a family of three ‘curly-billed’ curlew watching me from the top of a barrow. They later briefly joined the stone-curlew on the plot. I had a plot full of curlew allsorts.
Overly tame mallard ducks kindly offering to share my lunch.
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