Loads
of indoor work, so contact with nature today is limited to a walk to the
post office and seeing the four moorhens, what I take
to be a family group, rock-hopping amongst the rapids where the river
crosses the ruined weir.
When I pull out the wheelie bin I find a toad that has
been resting beneath it. It sits there for a while, as if waiting for
me to replace the bin, but when I look later it has trundled off. Toads
are good at projecting an air of disgruntled grumpiness.
Kneelers at the Nats
(we meet in the Quaker Meeting House)
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Tonight's slide talk at Wakefield Naturalists'
Society features both polar bears and
penguins: the former from Spitbergen, 84°
north, the latter, the Magellanic species, from Patagonia.
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Richard Bell, richard@willowisland.co.uk
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