Purple loosestrife Fragrance of meadow sweet, purple loosestrife and greater willowherb. The sussuration of tall reeds with dragonflies and butterflies flitting across our path. Stepping over puddles on a hot and steamy afternoon. Chirrups and squawks from deep in high-summer vegetation. Speckled wood, of the sylvan fringe transfixed with sunlight and shadow. Our path through the reed beds to the hide and a tranquil scene looking out across the water.
Three common sandpiper out across the water. Later, there were greenshank and redshank on a rocky spit.
A cormorant caught an eel and plunged and wrestled with it before gulping it down.
For a few moments there were hirundines feeding low over the water.
Painted ladies were nectaring on buddleia.
A cormorant caught an eel and plunged and wrestled with it before gulping it down.
For a few moments there were hirundines feeding low over the water.
Painted ladies were nectaring on buddleia.
Next morning, the swifts are screeching. The sound of summer, soon they'll be gone.
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