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The Wild roses produce a profusion of hips. NOT for human consumption - they are dangerous unless properly processed, but many animals safely consume them.
Dawn sunlight intensifies the colour of the leaves gradually turning to Autumn colours.
Magpie and rabbit studiously ignoring one another.
A sleek Robin delicately picking over the corn for breakfast.
A slightly scruffy Magpie tucking into the waste veg before settling for the night.
One of the photo-kits is in for repair and refurbishment at the moment, so we were pleased to get this fox on the kit near the house where we often only get the tail!
Gliders are among the more welcome aerial visitors being quiet and graceful, unlike helicopters on their way to Silverstone Racetrack and the military Chinooks which shake the whole house. On 8 August we saw a series of about 40 gliders gaining height in a local thermal.
From after dark until dawn craneflies (also known as 'daddy longlegs' in the UK) were apparently feeding on juices from fruit peelings left on the rock from the evening offerings. There are 2 here - one just to the right on the rock centre casting its shadow, and another to the back and right of that. This is the season for these harmless insects - at times there are clouds of them during the day.
This overgrown vista is 'Round pond' now sadly depleted of water and will soon become 'round bog' unless we get in and clear it somewhat over the winter.
This Red Admiral butterfly is on a Yellow Buddleia that goes on flowering until the first frosts and provides a lovely show of autumn butterflies.
Blackberry picking enhanced is by sighting of various autumn butterflies of which this comma is one. Trouble is the fingers are so sticky you can't use the camera!
Yes the fieldmice (wood mice) are definitely back, but only at the distant camera site at the moment.
Robin flying off from the feeding site in the gloom of evening.
Robin using the rock as a morning lookout post.
Magpie tucking into the grub.
The return of the fieldmice (wood mice) after not seeing any all summer - better food and safer places to eat during the summer we expect.
Moorhen and Corvids (Jackdaws and Crows) like corn but have trouble picking it up. Here you see a Juvenile moorhen laying its beak on the side to shovel in the corn.
One of this years hatchlings now plump and well feathered ready for the trials of winter.
The moorhen continue to intermittently sit on a nest parts of the day and night (egg situation unknown) but they are off the nest together enough to indicate it is more habit than incubation.
Magpie with some wonderful colours effects
The yearly feast of waste plums continues with the Jackdaws.
A magpie runs it's beady eye over the plums.
The Plum season is upon us, and there is a lot of 'waste' fruit too damaged for us to eat or store. A Kilogram or so of spoiled fruit attracts everything from butterflies to foxes. But mostly rabbits!
Many of the Horse Chestnut trees are showing signs of stress from the lack of water and hot sun.
We are delighted see a lot of rainbows here including 'doubles' , but this one is a puzzle - the Blue to violet sequence gets repeated in the same bow in the same order. Although colour enhanced here it is not a 'camera effect' - we photographed it because we could both see it.
This time of year we battle with the wildlife over who gets the hazelnuts. We knew about the squirrels and mice, but now we find the woodpeckers are trying a vegetarian diet!. It has wedged this nut in a hole in the post to hammer it open.
This Darter Dragonfly (Ruddy Sympetrum) perched on a warm rock at one of the night photo stations and show an almost perfect shadow of it's wings.
Last few sightings of swallows this year
The comma butterfly (see yestday) showing the white mark on the underwing after which it is named (image from 2004).
The comma butterfly is named after a small white marking on the underwing (see tomorrow) but is most easily recognised by its scalloped wing edge (image from 2004).
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