This probably has much to do with the fact that I haven't.
A month ago, the one golden opportunity at work went begging as I was off sick that day. Gah!
|Young Grass Snake, courtesy of my thoughtful line manager|
From SB's abode, we pottered over the Grand Union Canal and headed for the River Ouzel. Following this brought us to Willen Lake South and the thinning throng of a busy day at the watersports facility. There were plenty of wildfowl out in the lake, but I was most surprised to spot several dozen Lapwing roosting on the pontoons by the outdoor pursuits centre.
By the time we arrived at Willen Lake North, a small flock of Starlings were just completing a mini murmuration, so we watched them for a minute of two before they plummeted into the reed bed for the night.
A light drizzle made its presence felt as we passed alongside the Peace Pagoda.
However, undaunted, we pressed on westwards, climbing back up the hill to the canal. Turning south once more, we were treated to as much of a sunset as was possible on a wet, grey Saturday.
The leaves on the trees were still putting on a display, even towards dusk.
But eventually we ran out of daylight as we returned to Chez SB...
and a much appreciated mug of tea!