Lost & Found

A young blue tit (they still have yellow cheeks) was found near the Egg by my neighbour Nick who preserved it for me in the refrigerator. Birds of many species have recently fledged but not all will make it to adulthood. … Continue reading →

An examination of the two dead mice found last summer revealed different processes of decomposition; one of dry mummification and the second of slimy rot. I will remove the slime on the latter and bring into light its skeletal structure.

Thank you to everyone for wishes of wellness after yesterday’s accident. Today the river made its feelings known too.

This large Chinese translucent white was found yesterday in a mud pool at 50-47-07.69N x 1-24-27.62W, left behind by the tide. It is thought to have first entered the country in large shipping containers and spread quickly throughout most of … Continue reading →

The northern edges of the sinewy outer bank I call Snake Island, were rich in strands of unravelled polyester rope of many bright colours, twisted around the branches of tamarisk bushes and out across the river bed; little reminders of … Continue reading →

A discarded bucket caught my eye when it was lit up in the light of the setting sun this evening; a yellow plastic counterpoint to the warmth of the sun against my exposed face and hands. For the first time … Continue reading →

A Guillemot perished on the western edge of my parish during the recent stormy weather. Spending most of its life at sea, it would only have chosen the land as a place to breed.

Source: http-//www.thenewforest.co.uk/discover/pigs.aspx

The tree is an appropriately curved frond from a Cedar of Labanon (appropriately biblical), found nearby within the confines of Exbury Gardens. It nestles in the arc of the inner wall is decorated with flotsam from the shore. On Twelfth … Continue reading →

Beside the eastern bank of the river some 200 yards south of the Egg, a fallen fir provides bathing facilities for some of the many partridge encountered on my walk with local birding expert Juliet. Five or six separate wriggle … Continue reading →

A pair of wood pigeons perched in the blackthorn this morning, took flight just before I could produce a camera. The clay pigeon made by CCI International sometime after 1982 (and still in production today) was more obliging. Found in … Continue reading →

This carapace (top bit of the body) of a spider crab could have inspired the creation of an adversary for Doctor Who or a bit part character from a galaxy far away in Star Wars. I found it on an everyday … Continue reading →

Walking along the high water line toward the wooded edge of Exbury Gardens, I discovered the seat of a child’s swing which may have been strung from the overhanging bough of one of the many twisted oaks there ( N 50˙47.327′ … Continue reading →

I discovered this Tilley Hat on a foreshore walk this afternoon at N 50˚ 47.327′ x W 001˚24.384′. Alex Tilley was born in 1938 in Mount Albert, Canada and graduated from the University of British Columbia. He worked as a … Continue reading →

An empty packet of Mustad Aberdeen precision fish hooks is on the foreshore nearby at N 50˚47.172″ x W 001˚24.489″. The fish depicted on the washed out pale blues of the packet are easier to capture on film than the … Continue reading →

The Egglet released around a week ago beached on the marsh edge yesterday, just twenty feet from its original point of departure and I immediately relaunched its more weather worn self. The wind is having a stronger effect than the tide on … Continue reading →

Two metres of a green painted lateral channel marker has been washed up at N 50˚47.143″ x W 001˚24.449″ (20 feet from the Egg). These posts are made from boughs of willow driven into the mud to mark the starboard … Continue reading →

A high spring tide washed over the sea purslane last night, carrying away dead leaves and laying their pale ochre, khaki and wan russet tints over deeper notes of mud. A discord of florescent yellow (N 50˚47.151′ W 001˚ 24.478′), … Continue reading →

Though I try to be hand in glove with nature, I’d not necessarily like to put my hand in this glove. The tide line this morning was littered with different items of human detritus which I tagged with date and … Continue reading →

Fifteen days ago my flowerpot saucer fell into the river and was carried away by the tide. I rediscovered it this evening, returned to the shore four metres upstream from the Egg where it was lost. On a tidal current … Continue reading →