There used to be fish in here, and every now and again the new generation of Herons comes to be disappointed. Otters too have come to investigate, and on one occasion to eat lunch here (see Fish head). One looks and only sees newts – ordinary ones, nothing special. Then frogspawn appears, so something’s going on…
On the surface all is calm, but a camera left running reveals …
Apres le parapluie. Doesn’t make any sense, really, but saying it convinces me I can speak fluently and effortlessly , and it […]
Pannage is the name in the New Forest for anti-acorn operations, when pigs are allowed on to the common land to consume […]
This morning, the first cold morning of the winter, coincided with the Autumn Equinox. The weather for this week is forecast to […]
All STC of course. Been here nine years on Saturday.
