By the session leader
What a glorious day for traditional autumn
hay making – actually meadow raking for us – or maybe we were just extras in “Cider with Rosie”. It was a goodly 16 of
us who set out with rakes, pitch forks, and tarpaulins:
It had been dry for several days, so the
grass was dry too; the sun shone; and yet it wasn’t too hot. How lucky is that? Everyone busy, in twos and threes, chatting
away.
Someone nearly tripped on a hole, which had
been a wasps’ nest before it was dug and devoured by a badger. Sorry, no photo of said hole, but can you
spot the ducks, snuffling around in the cress?
The tea-crate
wallah, told to bring plenty of cake, selected provisions to match the occasion:
angel slices because the day was Michaelmas (Feast of St Michael & All
Angels); and carrot cake because that’s what the moon had looked like, to an
irreverent skywatcher, at 3.15 am the day before during the lunar eclipse. One volunteer
remarked that, “It’s an ancient Green-Gym custom – we always have angel slices
at Michaelmas”!
And there were
apples too, red skins and red flesh to match our blood red moon, freshly picked
from someone’s home just upstream.
The site warden says the wildlife is doing
well this year. There’s evidence of the
hedgehogs which they have been encouraging, but happily don’t see much of. They have spotted their 90th species of bird. The butterflies are doing well. And tomorrow our warden does a river fly
survey: he lowers a net into the stream, stamps around for a few minutes and
then examines the resulting catch in his net. There’ll be plenty of water shrimps and cadis
fly lavae tomorrow.
Here is the local bug hotel – and a bee
house, which is fully occupied with eggs for next year, as you can tell because
all the holes are plugged:
And finally, it’s the 25th anniversary of the
Watercress Beds Nature Reserve, and they are celebrating on Sunday. We wish them Many Happy Returns!
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