Taking a breather

I am well aware that there's been a lapse in posts, since 1st July. This has been a deliberate break in my cyber activity purely because of a need for some personal time as I come to terms with where my life is now headed? Please don't waste any time worrying about my mental, physical or emotional wellbeing; I'm fine in myself and being supported by a wonderful mix of family, friends and neighbours. I have to admit that my angling has been a major casualty during this recent period although, inspired by my "virtual mate" Brian, over at the Pike Blog, I have had a few sessions down at the "Carp Puddle"  where a bent split cane is always guaranteed. Nothing big, not even a double, but great fun nonetheless in the company of Bruno. 

It has only been this year that I've realised just how numerous Ruddy Darters 
are around the various dykes and drains of the area.

So whilst the "Of Esox" side of the blog might be woeful, at present, the "observations" part is going along splendidly..  The camera certainly plays a major role in any time I spend wandering around the East Kent marshes and by adding the extension tubes to the kit has ensured that I am constantly on the look out for anything interesting which might be happy to pose for a while? It still remains, very much, a work in progress as I seek to push the limits of my photographic techniques. To be fair, it is a very leisurely journey and mistakes are just as valuable (to me) as any other experiences so long as I'm able to learn something for next time. The garden moth trap continues to provide much for me to enjoy, although migrant species have been conspicuous by their absence for the most part. 

A rather unexpected discovery as I was watering the hanging baskets.
A roosting "Hummer" on the letter-box.

Birds will always have a role to play in my time outdoors and as the autumn draws ever closer, there is plenty to be seen locally. Greenshank, Black-tailed Godwit, Wood & Green Sandpipers and a couple of adult Dunlin have been noted around the pools at Worth RSPB Res, whilst a couple of Great White Egrets did a nice fly past as Bruno and I walked the Pinnock Wall on Friday.

The best bird, thus far this autumn, is a juvenile Whinchat which I found yesterday evening, again out on Worth, and still present this morning.. This individual is in a plumage which I've never previously seen and it required me to seek assistance from my reference library to convince myself that I wasn't making a school-boy error with my id?  I had to use the Beeman & Madge "Handbook" to get confirmation, although the 3rd edition of Collins does also provide an illustration of this plumage.

All being well, blogging should return to some level of consistency as the healing power of time takes effect.