Yawn! Pond Yawn!
I said this was a sparrow, it’s certainly sparrowish but could be summat else, I suppose:
Robins sit near the high point of their territory and chirp liquidly to deter interlopers and attract mates.
Siskins are quite common here. Never noticed ’em before – always thought they were some sort of tit.
Another territorial and possibly randy robin:
Grebes chat to each other every time they meet after separating to feed:
This flowering cherry is inside the school grounds above the lake:
Sat 2nd March; to Turnerwood and Brancliffe
Google map of the walkclick
Took advantage of the weekend (vandals had removed the barriers on the towpath) to go to Morse lock to see NB Sentimental Reason passing through. They’d been down to Retford and were on the way back to their marina berth.
Walked round the pond snapping a few things:
Blackthorn blossom looks very like hawthorn but comes out before its leaves.
Sparrows really are beautiful birds:
A tit looking fat and well fed:
After shopping, I decided to have a stroll up to Shireoaks to see Sentimental Reason in the Marina.
The Copper Chopper was overhead – again.
The towpath is looking good. Should it be impermeable tarmac though? Any dips will fill up with water and stay that way. (And dips will occur!)
Walked on to the Lock Keeper pound. Nb Pebley, which used to be moored at Osberton Lock, was having an outing from the marina.
As so often before, instead of turning round as planned, I continued walking to Duke’s Bridge and Cinderhill lock:
From Duke’s bridge the canal rises almost 100 feet to the top pound as can be seen on the canal profile hereclick.
It’s a toss up which is the more scenic, Turnerwood flight or Thorpe flight. Myself I think it’d have to be Thorpe.
Brancliffe feederclick enters the canal below Feeder lock. – More to come about the feeder.
From the farm the path takes its new route around the field and under the railway.
A load (technical term for “more than two, fewer than twenty”) of peewits were pairing up over the field.
Back at Duke’s bridge a bluetit was nibbling in an alder tree.
The rest of the walk I varied by passing round the marina to the north and following the cycle route back to the canal. There’s an old settling pond there – now largely overgrown – there’s my favourite teasels.
Started out to do the whole week but I think that’s enuff for one page.