One annoying scene -
a pile of mattresses which some IQ zero had decided to dump near the bottom stile.
More pleasant was being able to look across the nearby fields and see harvest time had started.
I seemed to spend quite some time dodging the various insects which wanted to use me and the cameras as landing platforms. I still have an itchy lump on the back of my neck where one decided to see what I tasted like.
Most of the visible structure being concrete there is plenty of lichen to break up the monotonous grey.
There were lots of brown butterflies, some skippers I think, but not one would rest in a place where it was possible to get a photo. The only other colour spotted - a pretty flower.
At the right time of year there should be some orchids to see but nothing was showing on Sunday:
Disappointingly the bird life was virtually nil. There are usually some gulls and ducks swimming about but not this time. A few gulls flying high up but the highlight for me was a Yellow Wagtail hunting for food just above the lapping water:
On the whole an enjoyable visit. It was nice to get a change of scenery.
Old Cars on a Cold Day
20 hours ago