Not a snowflake in sight

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While the rest of the country is covered in snow, the flat Fylde coast escapes.

It’s a weird sensation walking on frozen, slippery sand.  Jack Frost has sprinkled glitter in the dips and furrows left behind by the sea. Salty puddles are iced over.  It must have been a cold night.

Frost

Frozen sand

Frozen

Frozen ripples

Sunlight creates shadowy patterns, and I think of hot waffles with maple syrup and salted caramel ice cream.

Frozen

Sand patterns

The mountains of North Wales and the Lake District are snow-capped.  There’s an icing-sugar dusting of snow over the Bowland Fells and across the Ribble towards Winter Hill. Breathtakingly beautiful.

North Wales

Snow-capped Welsh Mountains

And what have we got?  Just a glorious, sunny day and spectacular views.

Frozen

St Annes Beach Huts

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Autumn Light

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Let there be light

Daylight

Sky

Sunlight

Dusk

Sky

Dusk

Sunset

Sky

Setting sun

The sight and sound
of hundreds of geese
flying to and fro
across the Ribble estuary
is awesome

This gaggle hasn’t quite got
its formation act together

Sky
Geese

 

 

St Annes Kite Festival

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Night flying was a first
at this year’s St Annes Kite Festival

St Annes Kite Festival

Night flying at sun set

St Annes Kite Festival

Flying over St Annes Pier

The town was rammed on Saturday
Great news for the local economy

Only problem … …
the local economy couldn’t cope!

St Annes Kite Festival

No room at the Bin!

St Annes Kite Festival

No room at the Inn!

 

Rattus norvegicus

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Admiring the ducks and their ducklings I saw what I thought was unmentionable floating in the ornamental lake at St Annes.  Yuk!  But hang on, it was moving pretty swiftly for a number two.

Brown rat

Taking a swim

It’s the first brown rat I’ve seen taking a leisurely daytime swim.  He dived underwater, popped up, clambered onto the rocks, kindly posed for a pic, then off he swam!

Brown rat

Taking a breather

 

Brown rat

Back for another swim

These little guys get a lot of bad press, reviled for their association with disease.  In reality, they do their bit for mankind thriving on refuse and discarded food.  Living off the wastefulness of modern society.

Happy to have seen a Rattus norvegicus, couldn’t help but sing “Hanging Around” on the way home.  Now where is that Strangler’s album?

 

 

 

Nooks and crannies

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Cool wind blowing, but nice enough for a walk along the beach by Fairhaven Lake.

Reed buntings in full song; wheatears flitting in and out of the dunes; lots of unidentifiable little brown speckly birds, egrets, herons, swifts and swallows.  Hopeless snapshots though, as all potential subjects move too fast!

Colourful plant life in the dunes becomes the snapshot project of the day.  Plants don’t move about quite as quickly as bird life, unless there’s a vigorous sea breeze blowing.

Nooks and Crannies

I know this one – Thrift

It’s amazing how many tiny plants thrive in the nooks and crannies of the concrete sea defences.  But, for me, like those brown speckly birds,  wildflowers are impossible to identify, even with the help of my Collins Complete British Wildlife Photoguide.  Navelwort, Biting Stonecrop, Common Bird’s-Foot-Trefoil, Mouse-Ear Hawkweed – a flower-fest of wonderful names.

 

Nooks and Crannies

Purple Saxifrage?

 

 

Whatever they are, they look lovely!