An improvisatory, essentially indefensible, randomly configured tragi-comedy
(no great revelations are likely to be accrued from its consumption)
22 December 2009
The view from my 'obs'. No Bramblings on the feeders and no flyover Lapwings; so far, this weather has done nothing to enhance the birding reputation of the Aberquimcum valley. It's amazing what the thinnest of white veneers does to the look of the place though,... you can hardly make out the scrambler-induced erosion when a touch of the white stuff has fallen.