This has become a bit of a tradition for Eldest and i over the years, regardless of the weather we go for a bimble on Boxing day, one - so we can clear our heads, two - so we just get away from it all for a few hours, we always walk the same route as well.
So heading down the lane, a familiar sight, but looking a bit sparse at this time of year, still, you have to be out there at all times of the year and in all weathers to truly appreciate and understand the vagaries of nature
as we walked down the lane we saw a Kestrel perched on top of a telegraph pole, it then shot off into the Mangold field and came back up again with a small vole or shrew in it's talons, it returned to he pole and started it's meal, as we approached though it flew off, but through binoculars you could see it's meal tightly grasped below
There were a few edibles to had, such as these Chives
and the fresh Alexanders
bit further down the path and a familiar view of Cissbury
looking back towards home
nearly at the end of this particular path and in the vicinity of my Sit Tree
some of the other locals, we ate his brother on Christmas day, perhaps that's why he is giving us the evil eye
walking through the Beech plantation which was totally devoid of any animal life, sometimes we get to see a Deer or two in here, but not today
on the homeward path now, the black shadow in the field is a huge flock of Starlings, we get these flying in the huge flocks over home, it's incredible to watch as they fly around in one huge, black fluid mass.
Walking through the trees at the Ring
and then finally on the homeward section and a glorious sunset out over the English Channel
then back home to yet more sausage rolls, Cheeselets and dry roasted peanuts, still it was nice to be out and about again.
So heading down the lane, a familiar sight, but looking a bit sparse at this time of year, still, you have to be out there at all times of the year and in all weathers to truly appreciate and understand the vagaries of nature
as we walked down the lane we saw a Kestrel perched on top of a telegraph pole, it then shot off into the Mangold field and came back up again with a small vole or shrew in it's talons, it returned to he pole and started it's meal, as we approached though it flew off, but through binoculars you could see it's meal tightly grasped below
There were a few edibles to had, such as these Chives
and the fresh Alexanders
bit further down the path and a familiar view of Cissbury
looking back towards home
nearly at the end of this particular path and in the vicinity of my Sit Tree
some of the other locals, we ate his brother on Christmas day, perhaps that's why he is giving us the evil eye
walking through the Beech plantation which was totally devoid of any animal life, sometimes we get to see a Deer or two in here, but not today
on the homeward path now, the black shadow in the field is a huge flock of Starlings, we get these flying in the huge flocks over home, it's incredible to watch as they fly around in one huge, black fluid mass.
Walking through the trees at the Ring
and then finally on the homeward section and a glorious sunset out over the English Channel
then back home to yet more sausage rolls, Cheeselets and dry roasted peanuts, still it was nice to be out and about again.
, you can have the water as tea and i'll eat the nettles, btw they are the White Dead Nettle (Lamium album)
