~ A ringed plover's scrape is his castle ~

Walking along Sandwich Bay beach road, I heard a ringed plover call nearby. I wouldn't have seen it if it had stayed quiet.
It seemed to have become attached to an impressive sandcastle. Clearly a bird with aspirations.
Is this a reflection on the state of the housing market in this area - even larger homes are becoming affordable to those who have a deposit.

Good to see small blues on the rifle range, which means that they are along a stretch of beach that is 1½ miles long, rather than just confined to the main site. There's plenty of kidney vetch here, so the colony may increase if conditions are favourable.

Elsewhere - a handsome moth, the name of which I know not. Probably called something like common mottle or some such (I have little respect for the names of moths - there are so many that inspiration seemed to run out early).
As it's June, it's time to lurk in the woods at dusk, waiting for the 'wart' of roding woodcock and the 'churr' of nightjars at King's Wood. None of the former, but a good display by a couple of nightjars, flying over us a few times as the light faded. I expect they were attracted by SteveR's morris dance.
Sharp-eyed readers (where?) may have noticed the tilde in the title. This is a warning sign to young Kingsdowners that there is a picture of a snake, slow worm, lizard or other wiggly beast, the sight of which might send them screaming. So you have been warned. This is a nice little harmless grass snake, found under a casually-turned refugia (refugium?).

I refuse, however, to put an asterisk * if a picture of a spider is displayed. You know who I mean, you wuss.