Walking along long meadow, the sound of Blue Tits chattering in the bushes fills the air. The leaves of Dog Wood are just starting to turn a beautiful deep purple colour. Further along Sycamore leaves are also just starting to turn deep reds and brown colours, clearing signs that autumn has arrived. Red Admirals flutters past in all directions, the deep red of there wings catching the morning sun.
Rose hips shine in the morning sun covered in last nights rain while a Robin sings somewhere within it. Darting out suddenly the Robin makes for a worm its spotted on the path just in front of me, swooping down and grabbing it before disappearing back into the rose bush. Walking along the coast path I crunch Sycamore leaves underfoot as the bright early morning sun rises above the sea blinding me.
Along the cliff top the trees seem alive with Chiffchaffs all preparing to make their way to there winter home. More Red Admirals pass in all directions, some stopping to feed on the Ivy now in flower. Garden Snails crawl across the path a my feet making jump to avoid them.
An unusual out cropping below the globe catches my attention a Peregrine Falcon perched on the edge of the cliff. Further round the cliff I spot another Peregrine Falcon on the edge of the cliff. Where its sitting I can look down on it as it observes its surrounding and preens itself.