Murky. Again.


Low grey skies. Marshside. Gloomy, misty, ever-darkening. The marsh dispiritingly empty from Sandgrounders. Raw cold. Traffic. Night in the afternoon on Crossens Outer. Howdy Phil. Two Common Buzzards. The small Hen Harrier. Great White Egret. Merlin. Howdy Graham. Howdy John. Pinks, Golden Plover, Curlew, Lapwing, Blackwits. Back to Dempsey Towers. Blackcap, Redwings, Pheasant and Goldcrest. Shudda, wudda, cudda. Groundhog Sunday.



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