A warm, humid morning with a little sunshine and a few patches of blue breaking through a dense bank of grey cloud overhead.
As I stepped into South Field, a Roe doe turns to stare at me, from just a few yards away, before bounding away, loose-limbed through a sea of Ox-eye Daisies.
Thousands of Common Spotted Orchids dapple the meadows, with Pyramidal and Bee Orchids also in bloom, and a Painted Lady butterfly taking off from the path just in front of me.
All around the Park, families of young Whitethroats can be seen among the hedgerows with young Long-tailed Tits, Blue and Great Tits also out and about.
Above the meadows, Skylarks fling their flowing liquid song into the air, with a Kestrel hanging high above the Lighthouse Field, with tiny flicks of her wings keeping her in position, looking almost as if she has been painted on!
Nearby, a Sparrowhawk barrels around the edge of the Small Copse, before disappearing over a hedgerow, triggering a flurry of alarm calls from the birds on the other side.
A Green Woodpecker picks through an anthill, softened by the heavy rain last night, as Swifts swirl overhead.
Down below the cliffs, Guillemots and Razorbills bob in straggling lines across the waves, as Fulmars wheel overhead and Rock Pipits make showy, parachuting display flights along the clifftop.
Last night’s moth trap is bursting with goodies – time for a proper look later, but in the top few layers, pink and green Elephant and Large Elephant Hawk Moths, a beautifully patterned crimson and gold Cream Spot Tiger, the ‘woolly stockinged’ Pale Tussock, Early Thorn and Scorched Wing.