It’s the 23rd as I begin this, so I’m relying on my (crap) memory for lots of it.
Speaking of which (my memory), I’d like to say something about my “people skilz”:
I do not remember faces.
That’s it: I’m really, I mean REALLY, bad at recognizing* people. Especially I do not “know again” folk that I see in one situation whom I ‘know’ from some other. I regularly fail to realise that someone I bump into in Wilko is the same person that I have regularly exchanged greetings with on the canal towpath. If they have a dog with them then chances are quite good that I’ll identify them by their animal.
This is nothing new, it isn’t concomitant(wot a word!) with my advanced yearage. The opposite also applies – I occasionally see people I’m sure I know or should know without realising that they’re familiar from t’ telly. I once greeted a guy outside Walshes store on Sheffield High Street like a long lost relative only to realize as I grabbed his arm that it was Reginald Bosanquet – an ITV newsreader in the 70s. Red face!
Anyhow, on with the pics:
I often see, and unfortunately disturb, Godfrey’s Pond’s heron. They are excellent birds.
Rather common are the rain splashed spider web, invasive himalayan balsam, the pigeon with an inadvertent tuft and the acorn with raindrops.
Grebes always have a shake after submerging on a fish hunt.
I went up the green lane opposite the rugby club, the one that underpasses the A57.
The first wren was scuttering around in the undergrowth a few feet away, of course it did the buggerin’ off as soon as I moved to get a better picture. Balsam seed pods are quite amazing – at the stage shown here, the slightest touch is enough to make them expel their seeds almost explosively. Blackberries are in season with a vengeance, some even taste of blackberry. The spider was busy building a web. It’s quite rare for a wren to stay in one place enough to photograph so two in one day !!
Sunday the eighth