Saturday, 21 July 2012
As for birds, well, we saw a middle-spotted woodpecker (pic-mar as the French would say) which flew off when it saw the camera, after reasonable views of it at the edge of the wood. Mel had seen one drinking at a pool earlier, but had not managed to convince me of the ID until we saw this one nearby.
A few marsh warblers gave loud song, but bluethroats were not going to be so easy.
Kittiwakes by the hundred were fledging in Bolougne harbour, on the ferry terminal.
Wednesday, 4 July 2012
Streams of cold fresh water from the chalk hills flow from the shingle beach, and this had confused an eel that was trying to swim inland.
It's not easy to pick up an eel, by the way.
Browsing the usual Wiki-thing, I see that European eels are declining because of environmental factors, overconsumption and the introduction of parasites from farming stocks [that oft-repeated litany - sigh] and that IUCN have included them in their Red list.
From a personal point of view, I find their taste when jellied to be quite revolting and they may be reassured that I shall never touch them again.
..... and small dogfish dashed; whelks and winkles wandered, while sea anemones ...um... angled for food?
Lovely evening. Do not take living by the sea for granted.
Monday, 2 July 2012
Or even the plants that need them for pollination?
Whatever, the swathes of catchfly that grew on Dover cliffs last year have not reappeared, with only a sparse and short-lived growth this year.
While musing on the lack of insects while cycling along Walmer seafront this evening, we were assailed by an emergence of summer chafers, cruising and crashing around hedges and bushes along the path with their languid droning buzz. We saw a couple of hundred in a short distance, many bumping into us and catching in our hair. Examining one more closely, we could see that they have small eyes which seem to serve them poorly.
Elsewhere, an energetic grey wagtail was feeding on insects above a waterfall by Leeds Castle..... did you know that you can walk around the grounds on public footpaths after the paying punters have gone home? Idyllic.