A beautiful still sunny morning spreads over the park after the chaos of last nights storm. Passing some Dogwood flowers have now been replaced by bright green berries. The sound of waves crashing into the bottom of Durlston Bay, floats up on the light breeze.
By the dell the fluttering of wings catches the eye as Great Tit flitters around the branches of an Elm. Down the steep path down to the cliff path. The evidence of heavy rain can be seen all the way down the path, as small gullies have appeared down the length of the path, the gravel having been pushed aside by the shear volume of water.
A Sycamore now half bare, the leaves lining the path below, house a small flock of five Chiffchaff and a lone Blue Tit. The Blue Tit sticks out amongst the other pale green birds. The Chiffchaffs flit back and forth over the path ahead of me before disappearing over the edge and out of sight as I approach. Further round a large charm of Goldfinch pass over head coming to land in a patch of scrub above the globe, they chatter among themselves, while the bright morning sun light catches the gold streaks in their feathers.
Approaching the glass observation point, Jackdaws burst out of a Tamarisk below, heading further along the cliff towards tilly whim before coming to land on the grassy verges above the cliff. Small patches of Gorse that lines the inland side of the path, have patches of bright yellow flowers, adding some colour to the muted colours surrounding it.
Along the diagonal path, the scrub on the inland side of the path seems alive with bird life. Two Greenfinch briefly pop their heads out before flying off. A small group of approximately five Blackcaps, flitter between different patches of scrub coming to land in a patch where Robin has taken to the top to sing.