Spotted more of them mysterious, or possibly even mystical, Thingy Peeple down in little Ela Wood.
This is the secretive Blite Witherins.
Looked in need of sustenance
About 30 feet further on was this fearsome fella
Goes by the name of Knuck van Noisome. Has been know to instigate mishaps and misdemeanours.
Both of them are from the Onerous genus.
A walk into the back end of Ela Woods got me onto pasture dotted in grazing sheep and honking geese.
Following the geese up the rutted path lead me to a farmyard choka with chickens, ducks – and tall turkeys.
One tall turkey twizzler decided to come down to the gate to see what I’d got to offer.
Er, I got nothing for you, Mr Wattle.
Go and stuff yourself somewhere else – you greedy gobbler!
(Don’t think this turkey is going to be ticked off our birder twitchlist)
Walk, Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet
Well it was this afternoon.
Down at little Ela Woods with the river Mardle babbling beatifically by.
At peace within dappled dimples of mildly mellows.
An ideal place this for a spot of wild camping next spring.
A billion birds will be all around.
Singing their happy heads off.
Making their magical morning music.
Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet
A walk to Ela Woods this afternoon.
Six stoical horses bunched up against the fence seeking shade from sun and biting flies.
Stood there static, lethargic, morose.
Having to take it, bear it, endure it.
But having me around poking my camera up their nostrils seemed to cheer them up a bit.
Words, Walk, & Vid: Ian Nisbet