I'm just going to get on with it.
Out and about, ambling the more familiar-on-here environs of IMD, the Nose, and Ilsham Vale, with the 'benefit' of some blazing sunshine. I suppose it is a benefit to your poor eyes, as sunshine really burns out horrid nasty gulls. It's quite nice for illuminating primaries in flight whilst hunting white wingers [still an exercise in futility this winter, but so is hunting through gulls on wind-blasted mine-workings. Usually. :D ]
I did find the odd thing that would sit and pose for my ever-idiosyncratic camera, so here you go;
Thatcher Rock
It's almost art.
The Ore Stone
Sun catching the thrust fault plane
Yikes, geology! I've mentioned it often before, but I always get geo-joy from this. It's just so.. lovely.
I feel a blather coming on.. Skip the next bit, all you mundanes!
So, if you will, imagine the very land beneath your feet being squashed as actual continents collide, the rocks try to ruck up like a skidded-on rug, but being rock, they won't - despite the titanic forces involved - always bend. Here, you can see the great big thick [that's 'massive' in the terminology] lower layer underlying the thinner strata [which have bent and even parted under the strain] and that won't have helped. It isn't actually as thick as it looks as it's squashed up as well. Perhaps plasticene is a better analogy? :)
Anyway, the force is coming from the slightly upper left and lower right as we look, trying to make a fold on the upward limb of a bigger fold [this goes all through the scale, from mountain down to aligned atoms in crystals!*] - think a z shape as we look - but the rock gives way and shears on the plane you can see so nicely lit.
The same structure under Sandy Point
Closer to, but smaller scale. Because rocks aren't uniform - even a few hundred [or less] metres can be enough to change a bed from thick to almost absent - so while the thrust fault is here, the finer beds have given differently. You can see a couple of overlapping thrusts and a more developed fold, almost chevron-shaped, above them.
Both together
This all happened a long long time ago [the Carboniferous, to be exact], and since then a lot more geology has happened, assorted other faults have chopped the Patch up into blocks and pretty much made a Rubik's cube of the place, but these bits are still more or less as they were.
Ok, enough of that.
Dunnock!
Shot through a lot of scenery, because my camera decided to work.
Blackcap in song
Very evident; 7 or more present, four singing males. [Is it Summer?]
A fair few Guillemots on the Ore Stone
Yes, still new fungi
keep coming
Indefatigable Butter Waxcap
Fresh Velvet Shanks
I suppose there are those amongst you wondering when the gulls will show up. Well, they won't! I have taken pics - of course - and some aren't awful - stop looking shocked! - but I'm not putting any in. And not just because I missed the only half decent one [1st winter Med].
Instead, I give you.. Trees.
Once there were whole woods,
even forests of these here
And even worse.. Flowers!
Violet!
Snowdrop!
Who needs fancy imports??
Well..
I suppose they have their place
Some even look right
Yes, Three-cornered Garlic
was introduced
[250+ years ago!]
Those paying attention will notice one of those up there is actually native [gasp]. I speak of the Summer Snowflake, which is an odd name if you think about it. Snowflakes being rare in Summer, and the way it blooms in early Spring, too...
I have more pictures which are Patch but don't quite fit the alleged narrative, so you'll be getting some more mostly 'artistic' shots at some point. Also I've been off ambling about after small stripey things, and taking some pictures of.. Well, you'll see.
Be Seeing You...
[[*Foliation, cleavage - which can be crenulated - and so on usually get mentioned at this point, but I'll spare you]]
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