A beautiful display of magenta-pink berries adorn the Spindle at the lower end of St Catherine’s Road. The popcorn-like fruits have opened to orange berries inside. The same pink colour can be found on the flowering Fuchsia - each pendulous flower has popped open; slender sepals splayed out, to reveal the broader purple petals below.
Plenty of Grey Squirrels scuttle around the Holm Oaks along the timeline. They endeavour to reach the acorns on the outermost branches and drop the cups in their wake. Below, a Red Cage Fungus has collapsed in on self, unrecognisable from the perfect spherical lattice that sat proudly here just a few days earlier.
More colour can be found alongside the Dell - a few remaining flowers on the planted Hypericum and naturalised Buddleia, and Red Valerian: Pink and white. Plenty of little yellow crab-apples upon the Malus Golden Hornet.
Flocks of Goldfinch fill the sky above, some 50 in number. They chatter to one another, flying loosely as a unit, with their undulating flight: ascending with short burst of rapid wing movement, followed by a brief descent on closed wings. Woodpigeons also gather in number - a startling loud ‘swoosh’ as they race at speed overhead.
Fluffy seed heads of Hemp Agrimony and Old Man’s Beard line the steep hill down towards Durlston head. Warbling Blackbird and chirping Wren heard amongst the scrub. Blackberries going over, but fruits remain upon the Blackthorn and Wild Madder. Crows caw and Magpies rattle.
The sea booms either side of the headland; messy swells rising and falling against the rocks. Thick succulent stems of Rock Samphire fill cracks of a dry stone wall, as I ascend towards the Observation Point. My ears noting Rock Pipit, Firecrest, and Great Tit. Swallows pass overhead, and of course, ever-more Goldfinch.