Neat is Murder

I have a lack of understanding of the local authority's environmental approach - cut the grass when it's p*ssed down for days and leave the area like the Somme; 'manage' perfectly healthy trees and shrubs; and 'trim' and 'tidy' set-aside areas that need nothing but to be left in peace.

As a non-arborealist, this type of behaviour boils my proverbial.  In times of cut backs, they could start by not cutting back anything that's green with leaves and doesn't move.

And so I was interested in a website highlighted by learned naturalist, Tim Sexton in his blog.

Get involved and encourage the council 'experts' to leave what can be left well alone just that.

It saves them money, reduces their carbon footprint and lets the wildlife flourish.

Here endeth today's lesson.

One Thing or Another

If it ain't:



then it's:



but irrespective:

Beware! The 'Ides of Marsh!

Well, it would have been rude not to. 

A Marsh Warbler consistently showing and singing well was too good to resist so me and Mrs L spent a few hours along the road from Hauxley to Druridge Bay CP and back again, with a quick stop for coffee and a cheese scone.  It could only have been better if it was at Arcot!!

It was showing well in one second bursts, flying here and there, into bushes and saplings and the phragmites and then hiding again. 

Bird located, camera focussed, and then off it goes!

That said, I could have spent hours watching and listening.  And absolute belter, with better impressions than Mike Yarwood!

And so to today's images. 

Move over Mr Morgan!  You are done, Mr Dunn!  Step aside Mr Sometimes!