A wonderful change in the weather this morning with sunshine and blue skies compared with the recent gloom and fog.
Down to the cliffs and a Fulmar was skimming the white crested waves, the strong south westerly wind churning the water and making life more awkward for this master of the skies.
Just one Guillemot, whirring around in an anti-clockwise direction, just off the cliffs, most of the others have now disappeared off towards the waters of the Atlantic.
Perched on the cliff edge was a Peregrine Falcon, a brilliant view of this spectacular bird of prey as it preened its feathers, another Peregrine floated by showing off its chunky body as it moved.
A lovely selection of flowers to admire along the route including the bright pink Centuary, the Yellowwort, short and dumpy Wild Thyme and both Eyebright and Squinancywort.
Staring down at me from the gully area was a male Roe Deer, his chestnut coat showing surprisingly well, no camouflage against the bright green Tor Grass.
The strong winds coming across the park reducing the number of butterflies to be seen, but 1 Lulworth Skipper being blown along the coast, a Gatekeeper sheltering on the stem of a Wild Carrot and along the diagonal path a Speckled Wood, Meadow Brown, Marbled White and Small Heath all spotted.
Above the flower filled meadows a Skylark was again singing loudly, the tune blasting through the sound of the wind. A family of Linnets emerged along the hedge line while the brilliant yellow head of a Yellowhammer could be seen as this male sung from its perched on the top of a Gorse bush.
Along the hedgerow Madder is tumbling, the small hooks clinging on as it clambers, also here, “the left-handed Bindweed and right-handed Honeysuckle” as Flanders and Swann sing!