Well, I imagine you knew that the photograph
last week was of Carsington. I have always reckoned that the best uninterrupted
and wide-angle view of the water, is from the upper level of Millfield car
park, and last Saturday that was where Mary & I sat, reading the papers,
doing the x-word…. and dozing!! And the
kiosk was open for a nice cup of PG tips.
The tip of Stones Island probably has the best panorama, but no loos or
tea kiosk – oh well, you can’t have it all.
On the subject of identifying a photograph,
try this one!!!
Sunday 15th
July, I led the markeaton BwB by a different route
for a change, to maximise the shade and minimise the sun. but it also minimised
the birds, with only 15 species. A couple of Buzzards, 2 female mandarins and
House Martins and Swifts were the pick of a poor crop, but only what I expected
with the sun and the heat.
Sunday 15th
July……oh gawd.. St Swithun’s Day
St Swithun’s day if thou dost rain
For forty days it will remain
St Swithun’s day if thou be fair
For forty days ‘twill rain nae mar
For forty days it will remain
St Swithun’s day if thou be fair
For forty days ‘twill rain nae mar
Well right now my lawn and flower beds know
what they want, but if St Swithun’s was right, roll on 24th
August!!!
Tuesday 17th
July My birding colleague Chris (-tine) still had pains which make gripping
bins etc very painful, and with other joint discomfort she made the sensible
decision decided to rest up.
So, I pondered over where I should go. The RSPB
latest sightings on the net for Monday resolved the question, with some great
sightings reported at Frampton Marsh. With a high-tide at c10.40, and a spring
tide to boot, my enthusiasm, only dampened by the traffic which I thought would
have dissipated with school holidays, ultimately got my second Frampton journey
for 2018, for 10.30.
Surprisingly the car park was not as full as
expected, and the number of waders visible from the centre the highest ever I
have seen. 100’s of Knot got me off to a good start,
crowded in with Dunlin, Ruff, huge numbers of Black Tailed Godwit, plus a Spoonbill.
I had seen a Spoonbill at Arne earlier in the year albeit not as visible as I
would have liked, but this one was a definite!
And these were just some of the species viewable from the centre, whilst
clutching a cup of Capachino.
At 10.30 feedback from birders was not yet in
full swing so I had to decide where the best birds may be. A species that took
me 4 visits to find in 2017 was Turtle Dove, and as one or more HAD been
reported this week I set off for the known area, yet again.
At first things were discouraging but I was
determined to persevere and walked further round Farm Reservoir. And then I
heard it….. a Turtle Dove singing! Such a distinctive song, and like
Nightingales, where I was standing, there was plenty of song but no sight. I
walked a further 100 yards, and heard what I assumed was another bird, unless
the first one was following me.
Realising that an upcoming wet area had dried
out, I decided to retrace my steps only to hear the Dove again. I continued my
walk back, but knowing it was there somewhere, I persisted by turning left,
where the path went right, and influenced by strong evidence that for a small
area, the brown (!) grass had been well flattened, I set up my scope to look at
the hedge/bushes/trees from the other side.
And with a bit of scoping JACKPOT!!!…there it
was munching away at seeds, in a spot that I would not have been able to see
from the path. Brilliant, Turtle Dove. No 174 and seen after only 2
visits this year. Oh, that was worth all the persevering.
No report to-day of the Phalarope, Stint or
Curlew Sand, I decided to call it a day, but at least I could drive home with a
merry heart. (Ed: Not your usual turn of phrase??)
The Puzzle.
I would bet that less than one person in a thousand would know what the
picture was.
Clues:
It fits my Micro-tibia collection. About 7 1/2 inches long. 162 years old. Mainly used
by women.
It is in fact a Mahogany Knitting Sheath. (For a fuller description google Mahogany
Knitting Sheath, and there is also a video clip showing how it works)
It is a very old-fashioned knitting tool, the
knitter jamming the sheath firmly in her belt (in this case the end with the boot!!!) and then putting a needle in the hole
at the opposite end. Effectively she could hold 3 needles, the third one
being rigid from her waste.
By all accounts not only did women constantly
knit, whether sitting or walking, but the extra “hand” enabled them to knit at a much faster rate than with the traditional 2 needles.
…….AND NOT A LOT OF PEOPLE KNOW THAT. That is one thing about my hobby, one learns
so many interesting facts.
Sunday August 5th 10.00am. usual BwB walk at Carsington