On the trunk of a Willow tree a bird moved in an upwards direction, it could only be a Treecreeper. The pale front flashing as it moved, such a wonderful sight to enjoy as it trotted up the tree, on closer inspection the curved beak could also be admired.
The pink sunrise drew me towards the clifftops where two Peregrine Falcons were at large, both flying at speed towards me, the yellow beak and barrel shaped body below the straight wings making a wonderful sight, both banked off, at what seemed just yards away from me.
Below on the ledges came the gargling calls of the Guillemots, once again occupying the breeding ledges, the black and white group blending in quite well with the cave background, but once in flight the whirring wings making them easy to see. The white winter plumage on their heads making them look larger than in the summer.
At Tilly Whim a Black Redstart again showed well, the dark body contrasting with the red tail which was busily flicking up and down as it perched on the lump of Portland limestone. A Rock Pipit also on the same stone before taking flight and disappearing amongst the rubble.
As I walked along one of the paths on the downs the sound of buzzing captured my attention. It took quite a few moments to work out where it was coming from but eventually traced to a large Buff-tailed Bumble Bee amongst the Ivy leaves.
Whilst watching this I was diverted by the movement of Colletes Hederae – the Ivy Bee – which was feeding on the nectar of the flowering Ivy. Joining it was a number of fly species and a Red Admiral and a Painted Lady butterfly.
Overhead the regular twittering of flocks of Goldfinches, occasionally the sun catching the golden flashes on its wings.
Gliding above the meadows was a Kestrel, its long tail easy to spot as it went, very different to the Jackdaws which were initially flying alongside.
Last night a Badger5.6 was first heard scuttling across the ground, then spotted as it emerged nearby