So I've not been posting enough and it's the end of the year and oh dear oh dear...
To catch up briefly [stop cheering]...
Today I've been about the Patch a bit, with nothing spectacular or even really interesting to report.
Yesterday I went up to Stow on the Wold, where the Blue Rock Thrush had sneakily moved over a couple of streets, but eventually showed almost as well as the bacon sarnies. Hellish traffic kept me from my secondary stop - Chew - until near dark, [it took me longer to get there from Stow than it did to get from home to Stow....] scuppering my shot at the RND. I did see 5 GW Egrets, and possibly the yank himself - but at such range and in such light that its not even vaguely enough. Oh well, only would have been a British year tick anyway..
Thursday I was suffering the effects of a treesplant [twinged my back..] and so limited myself to a toddle about Yarner, where I didn't even get a flyover Crossbill, but it was till lovely.
Wednesday was the day of the Great Treesplantation, where my Hawthorn was pruned from its 3m glory, de-potted, re-composted and re-installed. Also re-potted was my Blue Spruce, which was far less vigorous in it's protestations, with only a few prickles inflicted [unlike the strain, cuts, jabs, and "aarrrgh you 'orrible tree, why do you need so many roots?!?" from the Hawthorn - who in this last year has learned what ouchy thorns are... :( ]
Tuesday was going to be a meander about Bellever and madman's laughter Tor, but the ravers had other ideas, so I went over to Fernworthy, and found hordes of non-raving people and hardly any water. But there were Crossbills here and there.
Cut back to the 24th, when a peninsular sweep gave very little; just 9 GC Grebes, one BN Grebe, a few Guilles [plus at least 85 on the Ore Stone] and no visible divers [though I missed one at Hope Cove, it seems]. Nowt notable on land.
Ok, less gabbling, more pictures. A sample of what has been;
Happy New Year, and Goodnight!
Be Seeing You..