Saturday, 23 April 2022

Guess who's back

 Well here we are. Its 2022 its migration and a new crew have appeared at the Farmlands. 

But today belongs to Bar Wits








A few other bits and bobs - this Kestrel now seems to follow us as we walk across the mound


Maybe only 1 Skylark on the mound 


And a nice Wheatear



Sunday, 8 November 2020

Like Lazarus

 Ok so i have been away for a while - but now im back and armed with a recorder for nocmig. This is going to be a learning curve, so hopefully you will join in the despair and hopefully joy as i try to record the night sky.



Wednesday, 21 March 2018

Dungeness

A quick flying visit to Dunge today for the Bluethroat. Brilliant, drive down, park up, get out and there it is!! I love easy twitches




And at the weekend bird number 203 for the farmlands!!




Monday, 27 November 2017

Keep it local

Only made it as far as Beddington Park today. Surprising amount of dog walkers for one small park!! Still that kept me close too and in the River Wandle for a while. Good to see Grey Wagtails and a Little Egret fishing around the leaf litter and litter trying to find some food.





Sunday, 12 November 2017

Chatting in Chaldon

This morning a trip down to Chaldon to the church of St Peter and St Paul was the order of the day. Its a modestly small church which I'm guessing indicates how many people lived here during the medieval period. Amazingly the church is left open and it was hard too leave as it was cosy inside.

Inside the church is an amazing mural dating from the late 12th century depicting Heaven, Hell and the deadly sins.






Monday, 6 November 2017

Wittering in Wotton

Spent a couple of hours in Wotton on Sunday. Its just West of Dorking and was surprisingly chilly. Wasn't happy with most of the pics so below are the best of a bad bunch. The church is the burial place of John Evelyn ( diarist ) though i never got in the church to have a look. To the West of the church are some fields crammed full of corn and it was above these fields that the Buzzards kept me entertained during my chilly stay by mewing loudly, constantly, the Jackdaws racing up to meet them in menacing black clouds that soon evaporated and Black-headed Gulls arguing over who had rights to the spilt corn.



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