A blustery morning, but with the sun shining and the white fluffy clouds racing across the sky.
A mass of Swallows swooping through the air, their blueish feather colourings showing up fairly well as they whizzed past me often at head height, in the confined width along the drove this felt a little perilous.
In the shelter of the downland hill, a flock of birds was enjoying itself picking food morsels from the leaves of the Wild Clematis, which rambles across the tops of much of the other bushes such as Hawthorn which is still covered with a wonderful array of dark red berries.
As the birds moved the flashes of colour helped with their identification, and a group of Linnets, with touches of dark pink on chest and forehead. In the nearby Blackthorn a Blackcap was perched, the jet black top of its head showing, the rest of the bird appeared grey and sleek, while the female had a chestnut brown cap.
A movement against the hedge, required investigation and it turned out to be a Roe Deer, the fur now a dull brown colour which blended in very well, so well in fact that it took me ages to spot the second slightly smaller deer which was standing alongside.
The Common Toadflax still blooming along the path to the lighthouse, while the low growing Wild Thyme adds small touches of pink to the turf, and Mouse-eared Hawkweed splashes of bright yellow.
A few invertebrates in evidence with the Lesser Bloody-nosed Beetles in amongst the flowers of the Wild Thyme. Rushing in a flow of legs was a White-legged Millipede, its dark cylindrical body in contrast to the pale legs, which make up what looks like a skirt as it moved.
A Fox wandered across the path, its long tail topped with a splendid white brush, as it spotted me it continued on its way disappearing amongst the Bramble thicket.