Recent paucity of nature news can be blamed on poorish weather and continuing lockdown, hopefully better is soon to follow.
A slightly bright nore has been offered by several appearances of a male nuthatch in the garden and, on one sole occasion that of a woodpecker. Yesterday I planted some wild flower seeds at the back of the garden as it is only now that frosty nights are starting to look less likely. Part of the thinking here is that the copious amount of garlic mustard that used to grow in the same area hsn't yet appeared. Maybe I was too radical when knocking it back last summer.
I've done a couple more walks in Chopwell Woods, whose main success lay in finding further routes that avoid the heavily-used car park and ice-cream van. During the first one, there was at least some birdsong to be heard and evidence of jays in the trees, but that was all apart from a grey squirrel, the odd robin and a single wren. Last week the second one was a return to the baffling near total absence of birds. I can't understand it. You'd think among so many trees there'd be treecreepers and even a crossbill or two.
One thing I did come across on the way in was a heron on nearby farmland. This evokes the question I wondered about often in Dumfries. Why do herons visit farmland in winter - to seek out worms and insects or because of fishmeal compost?
Heron |
This one is obviously next to some flooded land but I can't imagine it would hold fish and it seems to be looking elsewhere.
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