Wesaw lots of stuff this weekend.
Watlington did its own brand of turning something fabulously magical like red kites into something so familiar and everyday
And there were the pied wagtails, too. They're always pretty.
Late at night, as we were heading for bed, Butterfly heard a noise behind our tent, and we found a little hedgehog feasting on the watermelon discarded by the teenagers. Sadly, after a few seconds thinking about it, it walked off into the hedge. We both reflected that it was a long time since we've seen hedgehogs, which seem to have been much more common in our youth.
Saturday night was also when I saw an owl swoop silently over the next field. I'd hoped to see bats too, but not this weekend, I'm afraid.
Next day, when folk had gone, the bunnies crept back out onto the field. I'm sure many campers will have encountered their little holes, or their leavings. But they tend to stay in the lower field when there are campers about.
later, over the Chilterns, a bunny considered jumping into our front wheel, but I am pleased to say it reconsidered.
We saw a weasel, too, near Turville, but it was unfortunately less alive than the optimum.
Approaching the campsite in the unpromising position of being next to the M4, under the Heathrow flightpath, and in between Slough & Maidenhead, Butterfly noticed a small group of deer grazing in a field. They were still there later, when we popped out shopping in the dark, and at least one was there the next morning when we set off.
