No sun – no moon!
No morn – no noon,
No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member,
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds!
Well it felt a bit like how November should on Saturday, although not quite, as there were still some leaves on the trees. The cold grey weather was about right for the time of year and that dim quality of light that seems to mark it out.
Holywell was pretty quiet apart from a few ducks, gulls and the odd Grey Heron on the pond, joined by the family of Mute Swans. The hedgerows held quite a few Blackbirds, some of the Scandinavian variety, as well half a dozen Greenfinch mixed in with the Tree Sparrows.
On the surrounding fields a party of geese also held a pair of Whooper Swans which was a nice surprise.
Sunday was a different affair altogether with some very warm weather which felt weird. On the path close to home a Comma butterfly was basking in the afternoon sunshine, no doubt woken from hibernation by the unseasonal temperatures.