Little Institute Beach continues to surprise and amaze.
When the tide goes out all sorts of birds appear to fish and feed in the seaweedy rockpools.
This Saturday there were half a dozen oystercatchers, several cormorants, a little egret (may have been two) a pair of sea-faring swans gliding across the bay, and quite unexpectedly, a grey heron turned up.
A rather stationary grey heron. In half an hours filming it hardly moved. As dusk fell it squatted down into a small scrunchy ball, seemingly asleep.
Yesterday we went back just as a seal had popped its doggy head up above the waves; lasted all of 5 secs (not included in this vid)
What will we see there next I wonder?
Vid & Words: Ian Nisbet
Institute Beach Heron Officer: Hazel Brown
Seen from the back garden last Saturday.
A sunset slice eradiating right across the near horizon from left to right.
The stand of conifers dusked up with early evening blusher.
Can I post yet another vid about birds in the silver birch outside the kitchen window?
Of course I can.
Especially when the clouds and the silver birch and the starlings combine together to such ‘startling’ effect.
Pretty as a picture it all is.
Impossible not to feel amazed.
Vid: Ian Nisbet
The Black Swans of Dawlish. What Dawlish is famous for.
Plus 3 their little 2 week old Black Swan cygnets.
Plus an old Chinese Goose with a flappy dewlap.
Plus a pair of Crested Indian Runner Ducks. Well, not a totally positive id. But there was a crest. And they were running (male chasing the female)
Where BE we?
We not BE in Devon
Devon all green bumps of burps.
When BE we?
BE bout now
When this is OK
A Winter insert.
How BE we?
We BE quite inert.
Squintin thro lines that lurk.
Who BE we?
We BE up this tree
Quiet and unheard.
Too hidden for words.
Two tired little birds.
Drawing: Hazel Brown; Words: Ian Nisbet.
“Yoo in the
doghouse – sorry – horsehouse yoo am Mister!”
“Yes! – I talkin to yoo Bobbie blinkin Charlton!”
“What I done now?! I had a long difficult day of very poor self-esteem”
“Don’t get cross wiv I please!”
“I will! I bleddy told you till I’s blue in face to get TOOFPASTE FROM PONYSHOP!!!”
“But wood you lissen? Deff as a POST!. Hey! Where yoo trottin off to now Whitey?!!
“Not bloomin listenin to any more of yore Big Mouff! – I OFF!
This Sunday afternoon at Newton Abbot quay
I took over 200 pictures. But none of them were quite what I was looking for
Or catching quite what I was seeing
These 2 sleeping swans are almost it
And this greylag goose giving its feathers a good going over is nearly it
But not really.
I’m going to have to go back.
Hope they’re still there.