Frost decorated shaded and sheltered places whilst ice form a thick glaze on water troughs. The first Magpie was seen beside the centre as a Carrion Crow called from the garden. A Pheasant called out from somewhere near the Goat Plot. Sounding like a machine gun, a Wren called from a field edge.
The Measured Mile markers had two Jackdaws perched on top of them, whilst a pair also clung to the ladder on the seaward one. A fresh vapour trail was being carved through a clear blue sky. Cloud was only upon the southern horizon appearing to float upon the sea. Gradually a pale orange glow acquired greater depth of colour as the orb of the sun rose.
One, then another, Roe Deer was observed beginning their descent of the gully sides. With upright ears they monitored this human and made slow careful movements. It was a surprise to reach the gully floor before them, despite checking ij non the sea cliffs.
The cave ledge was filled with Guillemots, despite their being a dishevelled raft of two score upon the sea. Fulmars, Herring Gulls, and Shag were also in flight. Yesterday, at one pint there were two squabbles of Black Headed Gulls off Durlston Head. Gannets had flown around and above them, presumably two shoals of fish being below. It was odd to see floating patches of bubbles, which initially were thought to be Jelly Fish on polythene bags.
Near the Lighthouse were frosted basal rosettes of Thistles. Spent small Puff Balls were amongst the short turf. It was pleasing to see good progress on a dry stone wall on Saxon’s southern boundary. Here near the Small Copse, volunteers had 2 to 3 course to complete before cappers could be placed. To Apprentice Tom goes through a series of practical assessment by a Sparsholt Tutor. He will be missed when he finishes at months end.