Started digging up and re-designing the bottom end of our garden I knew we had foxes in our garden and we have seen up to 3 at a time. I saw them next door skulking around the undergrowth and in the shade of the trees, more of that another time. They had also been digging up holes in the long strip of moss, straggly grass and the odd weed we like to call our lawn. However i was quite surprised at how big a hole/den one had made under a pile of bricks at the far end of the garden.
Whilst clearing the rotten wood and bricks (which will go back in some form or other) i came across two frogs. At the height of the pond's sexual frenzy we had twelve. I like to think the other ten climbed up the ivy and into P & G's pond creating all the tadpoles in their pond this year.
Early start (4:30am) heading off to Portland again Sunday morning. The previous evening's weather seemed favourable but i was concerned about the predicted mist and fog but it's always worth a shot in the springtime. Got there just in time to see a tree pipit in hand and then later a lesser whitethroat and female pied flycatcher. Pretty quiet on the Bill saw a few swallows, one wheatear, 15 whimbrel, a pied wag attacking its reflection in the window of a hut, lots of willow/chiffs. Then the mist rolled in and i decided to leave. Stopped in at Burley, New Forest but one stop down from where Soph and i looked last time. After patience and listening out for the distinctive calls i finally tracked down (and photographed - albeit poorly) a dartford warbler!
Appalling quality of pictures this weekend - i blame the subject, lighting and equipment!
Returned the clock Pete had been cleaning up to mum and Barry including the fully restored dial Jeanne Bailey hand painted. They were extremely pleased with their 'new clock' and finding out more about its history.
No swifts yet.