Pond,
3.30 p.m.Richard Bell's Wild West Yorkshire Nature Diary, Tuesday, 22nd June 2010
Pond,
3.30 p.m.
THE EXPRESSION 'as the crow flies', meaning in straight line, doesn't quite describe the flight of a pair of carrion crows that fly over the garden. They're flying in a straight line but to me it seems as if they're veering 10° to port (i.e. to their left) the whole time. Perhaps the breeze is a bit fresher at 50 feet.
A
female house sparrow balances on an overhanging rush to drink
from the pond.
I started drawing cat's ear by the pond at 9
o'clock this morning when all the flowers were still in bud, then I was called
away. Now, on a sunny afternoon, probably the warmest day we've had so far with
temperatures going up to 26° C, they've opened up. I've called this 'cat's
ear' but I need to draw it in more detail before I know exactly which species
it is.
A great clump of yellow flag iris now occupies almost half the pond. I'd like to cut it back to create a more varied habitat with more open water, but any pond is better than none in a wildlife garden. Not surprisingly, the level keeps going down thanks to the real summer weather we've been having.