How are we already in July? The most surreal year; I think any of us have ever experienced, has definitely not rested on its laurels. In a way I am grateful for this speed as with each passing month hopefully means a month closer to getting back to some sort of normality.
An attempt to partake in some sort of pre-lockdown activity this week, I visited Croome Court. I knew that once the National trust had reopened Croome I would like to visit. You have to prebook tickets for a set timeslot, you are unable to enter the properties, but this did not phase me as the grounds of Croome court are exquisite,
The walk did not disappoint, I was even lucky enough to see a Heron in the lake hunting, unfortunately they did not manage to make a catch while I was there, although it did aid my photograph snapping; Herons stand so still while they are stalking potential prey.
Another day and another walk, this time on the Malvern hills. Views from the top, over Worcestershire and Herefordshire are breathtaking. Patchwork fields, glittering water sources and of course the hills themselves all offer their charm as you walk further up the hills.
Garden macro photography has continued to be a source of comfort when I am unable to go out. The flower beds are still providing beautiful blooms, this weeks offering being the bright orange of the Calendula.
There are still a good number of flowers yet to bloom and I cannot wait to see what has flourished from the seeds I had previously scattered (a wild flower mix). The wild mustard flowers are currently the main attraction for insects, with various hover flies and bees visiting the delicate yellow flowers.
I hope you have all had a great week, until next time, take care.
Lets begin with the good, the Goldfinches, Nuthatch and the Vole that had visited the bird feeder for the first time last week have returned to my delight. I was worried I’d never see them in the garden again. (No photo of the Vole, it was too quick for me this time.
I did manage this week to capture a lovely moment between a House Sparrow and their young. It doesn’t matter how many times I photograph the same species I always get something different. They are never dull.
Then to the sadness, I received some horrible news this week that a family friend had passed away suddenly and without warning. It has been devastating and a huge shock to all those who knew them. Life really has a cruel way of putting things into perspective.
My first photo I am sharing is that of a Robin, I dedicate this photo to our friend.
Growing up I was told of a superstition where Robins were a symbol connected to grief. They are meant to carry the souls of those we have loved and lost. If one were to visit you, it was meant to be your loved one; trying to reassure you that they are OK. I cannot admit that I am a big believer of such things, I can only hope that there is some truth to it.
When first thinking about what content I wanted to add to my blog, a gallery of what I’d seen around my area each week was top of the list.
It combines my photography passion and being able to share and discuss what I had seen. I’ll always try to name what any species shot and where they had been located; more often than not in the garden.
22nd-29th July 2019
This past week has been excellent for garden wildlife visits.
Whether this has anything to do with the warmer weather; I am unsure. There
have been many first-time visitors to the garden, the biggest surprises were
the Field Vole and Nuthatch.
I posted the Vole photograph initially to my Instagram feed;
I had identified it as a mouse. It never would have crossed my mind that it could
be anything different. I was asked “is it a mouse?” which made me start to dig
a little more into its identity. I had a small mammal with an identity crisis!!
With a bit of help from the comment section and google lens, we got the
identity in the end. I mean I still would have been happy if it was a mouse,
but I don’t think I’ve seen a Vole in the flesh until then which adds to the
enjoyment of getting the pic.
The Nuthatch was another lovely surprise, I’ve never seen one
in the garden before let alone at the feeder. At first glance I thought it was another
Blue Tit, but something made me give it a second look. I’m so very glad I did!
It was glorious, it didn’t stay long, and I almost missed the shot, I must have
had a bit of luck on my side.