Thursday, 17 September 2009
Not Much To Tell
Tonight's amble around the usual stubble fields was thwarted by an over-diligent farmer who spent many an hour once the sun had gone down yesterday ploughing the fields over. So this evening there was no chance of any sprawk action, nor a repeat of Wednesday dusk's two Kestrels v two Crows 'dogfight', which gave excellent views of the former as they were only about ten feet from the ground, so almost eye-level for me. This evening, West Hartford was the destination for One Man And His Dog. Although it was beautifully cool and clear, with a picturesque sunset, the bird life was negligible. A dozen or so House Martins over the Sub-Station, a Skylark too, and on the flash, a few Pied Wagtails. There is now more mud than water. Definately all quiet on the West Hartford front!