October at Oare

A pale clouded yellow dances in the breeze on the sea wall and after many attempts finally settles in the couch grass, small whites are also on the move, nectaring on the last sow thistles. The clear autumn skies and gentle warmth put the wintering flocks of godwits and redshanks at ease; there is no peregrine to tear up the waders and make the teal panic on the water. The walk from the coast down the creek to Oare is into the sun and a light southerly and uneventful bar a couple of startled greenshanks. The cattle stand stationary in the meadows and the little egrets the same in the flooded pools. Swallows circle in small flocks and move slowly south. The Indian summer is drifting away on a warm breeze.

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