A Jay taking flight from the Hawthorn, a flash of white rump as it headed further into the woods, began my patrol, and was soon followed by the crashing sound as a female Roe Deer stood up and bounded up and over the dry-stone, also sporting a white rump, although this was dirty brown and fluffy!
Moving in a clockwork action, clambering across the square stems of the Cleavers, a Bloody-nosed Beetle, shiny and purply black.
As I strolled through the fog, a strange sight of a Snail hanging upside down on a thick Bramble stem, the slimy underside clinging on, a good chance to admire the strange body.
Looking towards the sea, the sun was hidden behind the grey cloud, a pale orb which at first glance I took as the moon!
As I stood on the raised bank of a quarr, a superb view of a Firecrest, the white and orange stripes showing wonderfully as it moved through the bushes. Unusual to see this tiny bird so close up, as they are usually high in the bushes!
With Spring in the air, the bright yellow waxy petals of Lesser Celandine, are open with the sunshine as it peeks through burning off the fog.
A couple of patches of tiny blue and white flowers of Grey Field Speedwell around the car park, a few pale yellow Primroses and some brighter yellow Daffodils adding to the flowers list.
The glorious sound of a Skylark singing from above the meadows, no vision of it as the fog was still covering the sky.
In the sunshine of yesterday a Red Admiral was in flight, flitting between the patches of Ivy, my first butterfly of the year.