The track leading down the Drift is in desperate need of mowing - not good for my hayfever! The wheat is turning from green to gold and the rape pods are filling out, not long till harvest.
Very few butterflies at the moment, either too cloudy, windy or too wet to walk along the field edge. Just a handful of whites, the odd meadow brown and one red admiral noted recently. Did see a lot of young swallows the other day, swooping over the fields and saw a buzzard mewing overhead.
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Drift pathway |
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Wheatfield
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