Morning all. I am currently sitting on a bench in the Cordite Woodland on a calm, overcast morning waiting to see if any migrants care to show themsleves. Dark Bush Crickets are chirping and the first bumblebees are disappearing into the inviting bindweed trumpets. Migrant Hawkers are already on the prowl and a Fox has just walked across the path. This has set off a Blackbird and a couple of Wrens while Blackcaps chack from the sallow and a Chiffchaff halfheartedly sings behind me. Up above musical Ring-necked Parakeets head high and north for the day. I can hear a Long Tailed Tit flock heading my way so I may sit a while longer. . .
Dark Bush Cricket (Jerry Hoare)
21-8-12
idyllic and very poetic Howard :-)