Bird boxes

June - juvenilia

Welcome to June’s Blog post, no doubt readers will have been having 30 wild days this month.

Please remember to go to the Blog page of the website - www.liddells.co.uk - to see the trail camera footage. There are a lot of videos this month, all except a couple are only 15 seconds long.

Ist June

Mel sent in the results for his May wildflower survey and had 88 flowering plants on his list. He is undertaking the Herculean task of identifying grasses and sedges (Clare bows down in respect), and has added Cocksfoot Grass, Perennial Rye Grass, Sweet Vernal Grass, Curled Dock, Glaucous Sedge, Guelder Rose and Water Figwort to his running list. His final list of the year will be added to the Surveys page of the website when his surveys are complete.

Ruth reported on her second session with Martin ringing birds in nesting boxes yesterday. She ringed one adult Blue Tit and four Great Tits. The nestlings she found were too small for ringing and some birds were still sitting on eggs.

Ruth arrived today for her nest session with the mist nets. It proved to be a quiet morning and she ringed the fewest birds so far, with several already ringed Willow Warblers and Chiffchaffs in the nets. Her particular pleasure was finding and ringing a Linnet.

Clare set about working on the Meadow, removing Creeping Thistles (fewer than 130 this year, the numbers are going down), Dock (not too good if there’s a lot in hay) and Hogweed (a thug if ever there was one). All these species are left to grow in other areas of the site.

Phil Gates’ wrote last year about umbellifers, including Hogweed, in his Country Diary in the Guardian. He says, ‘Umbellifers, members of the carrot family, offer pollinators with short tongues easy access to nectar, which is secreted in tiny drops on each of the many florets…there are Bluebottles, Greenbottles, Marmalade Hoverflies and Red Soldier Beetles. The male beetles take advantage of the females’ preoccupation with nectar, coupling with them, clinging on tenaciously while their mates feed.’ You can read the full article here.

There was plenty of Ragged Robin out, and Orange Hawkweed and Common Spotted Orchids were opening on the Meadow.

As Clare set off to walk home, she passed a large Cotoneaster outside the local farm and it was covered in bees, including a great number of honey bees. Clare was sure she recognised them.

Ragged Robin and photo-bombing Damselfly

Orange Hawkweed

Common Spotted Orchids

John and Clare had set up a trail camera on one of the nest boxes in the hope of capturing images of the nestlings fledging - this is an annual project that thus far John and Clare have failed to complete. The batteries run out, the discs are full, unknown forces intervene, etc.. Today Clare retrieved a disc only to find 429 short videos, which became shorter as the batteries ran out. When she looked in the box, the birds had fledged. Failed again. However here is footage of one of the adult birds emerging. Clare wonders if it is gauging the weather prospects before flying off. Clare moved the camera to a different box situated in the Scrub and crossed all available digits.

2nd June

More Hogweed removal - this could go on a long time.

Clare and John had a lunch break in the hide and were pleased to see 4 Tree Sparrows making frequent visits. This is double the number of this species seen recently so they may have bred although none of the birds look particularly young or are being fed. Either one Great Spotted Woodpecker made two appearances or two made one each. Another species not seen from the hide for a long time.

4th June

Clare and John are hoping to see footage of this year’s new roe kids any day now, however one of the does appeared on the Scrub camera and she still looked pregnant.

7th June

John mowed all the paths with the flail mower and recognised yet again what a time saver it is.

8th-9th June

Clare arrived to pursue her assault on the Hogweed and heard a Whitethroat singing in the Scrub. It continued to sing for most of the day. Ruth had asked only a few days ago about the presence of Whitethroats on Liddells and Clare had assumed they had given the site a miss this year as Clare had heard several while walking home but none, thus far, on Liddells.

The repositioned nest box camera has offered 849 new videos for Clare to sort through. Both birds are involved in foraging, feeding and housework (removing fecal matter) and work throughout the day and evening, often with as few as a couple of minutes between visits. As Clare labelled some of the clips, the Hokey-Cokey came to mind. A doe makes a couple of appearances and one of these clips has a delightful quality as the deer is caught in the sunlight. Maybe the doe is also keen to observe the fledging. A couple of other birds use the box as a perch - a juvenile Robin and a Chaffinch.

11th June

Ruth conducted another ringing session and sounded delighted: ‘We have babies!’ She had netted about 34 birds of which half were juveniles; the Coal tit pictured below was one she had ringed in one of the nest boxes.

Goldcrest

Treecreeper

Robin

Coal tit

Blue tit

Blackcap

Chiffchaff

12th June

After uprooting another bagful of Hogweeds - the roots are usually longer than the depth of the spit she is using, which evokes much metaphorical spitting - Clare had a wander round. She found that the half dozen Dame’s Violets that Sally had planted several years ago in the Pit Wood, have spread into a sizeable group. The plant is also known as Sweet Rocket and the RHS website records that it ‘is named in Gilbert White's History of Selborne, 1768-1793  'June 3 1792' among other plants flowering on that day.  It was also said to have been 'cultivated by dames of baronial castles' and 'called castle gillyflower'.

Clare was also amused to find an instance of plants’ resourcefulness - a Herb Robert rooted in the moss on the fallen tree that is the Dirty Dancing Bridge. ‘Herb-Robert was traditionally used as an antiseptic, as well as to treat stomach upset and nosebleeds…Its leaves are edible and used by some to make tea. They have also been used crushed and rubbed on the skin as an insect repellent…Herb-Robert was traditionally carried to bring good luck and for fertility…Herb-Robert is thought to have gained its name from an ancient association with Robin Goodfellow, a house goblin from English folklore also known as Puck. That said, some think it was named after an 11th-century monk who cured many people using the plant.’ (https://www.woodlandtrust.org.uk/)

Catching up with the trail camera discs Clare discovered that later this evening there had been a new arrival.

The doe then spends at least 5 minutes cleaning the kid before they move on. John thinks this kid had been born only shortly before the footage - the kid is a little unsteady on its feet and the extensive cleaning would fit with a very recent birth. The doe is on high alert all the time.

All this footage is of course a delight, however it also served to offset Clare’s disappointment that the curse of the fledglings had struck again. Clare had realised that while the trail camera would capture the fledglings leaving the box, it wouldn’t record what happened next, so she took another camera to focus on the branches near the box. After setting it up she thought it would be sensible to check that the nestlings were still there. They weren’t. ‘Ah well,’ she thought, ‘At least there will be footage of them leaving the nest.’ How wrong she was. When she put the disc in her laptop she discovered that the locking tab was in the ‘Lock’ position and nothing had been recorded at all.

13th June

Clare took out some of her frustration on the Meadow Hogweed, however she was pleased to have some respite when Sally arrived to see the Dame’s Violets and have a walk around. Sally discovered an ants’ nest under one of the corrugated iron sheets that are left as potential shelter for amphibians. The sheets are too basic to merit the name ‘hibernacula’ however they have the same function. The ants, under threat, began moving the eggs underground at great speed.

Clare and Sally watched juvenile Blue tits coming to one of the peanut feeders. You can see one being fed by a parent while another two feed themselves.

Sally sent photos from her wander around. It is always a pleasure to see Liddells through Sally’s artistic gaze.

The doe is watchful before her kid comes out from cover.

Further deer delights - what Clare and John assume is the older doe (she has had triplets the last two years), has had twins this year.

At about the time Clare and Sally were walking around the Pit Wood, the camera records two does rushing away. With the wisdom of hindsight, John and Clare assume both does have left their kids lying low in undergrowth. The kids have no scent so they are relatively safe from predators.

14th June

John had lunch in the hide after working on removing a rotten strainer post near the Roadside pond. He heard a loud knocking sound and couldn’t work out what it was and then noticed a juvenile Great Spotted Woodpecker fly onto one of the feeder posts and start pecking at it. He then saw marks inside the hide on one of the posts. John had been sitting very still on squirrel watch and as juveniles haven’t always learned to be wary it is possible the bird and John had shared the space.

He photographed a pair of juvenile Tree Sparrows and a Siskin, which may be a juvenile.

Clare’s daughter Mathilda follows a bird-watching podcast, ‘Rock ‘N Roll Birder’ and sent Clare a link to a recent social media post in which the podcaster refers to juvenile Great Spotted Woodpeckers as ‘taplets’. He had called the adults coming to his feeders Tappy and Mrs Tappy and has adopted the name ‘taplets’ from ‘someone’s’ suggestion in comments on the post. Mathilda is so proud - she is that ‘someone’.

Mel carried out his June wildflower survey and added 14 plants to his original list - he is mystified as to how or why he omitted Oak and Beech from his first surveys 10 years ago.

15th June

The roe kids are proving as irresistibly charming as in previous years. The footage below shows a mini pronk, the kids discovering a pheasant - their reaction suggests this is for the first time, and learning what to forage.

16th June

The hares are less visible on Liddells with the grass now high; here is an entertaining clip showing that they are still around.

The singleton kid follows its mother out of the undergrowth. Both does and their kids often use this route into undergrowth in the Pit Wood and Clare saw a lot of couches there when she investigated.

In the third clip below you can hear the doe making a high pitched squeak - John says it can be called a ‘feep’ - which does make to communicate with their young.

17th June

A rarity - a sunny morning. Clare noticed huge amounts of activity round the hives, as if every foraging bee had taken the opportunity to get out and find food. There were many damselflies at both the Roadside and Big ponds and much mating of Common Blues and Large Reds. Two Broad-bodied Chasers were engaging in dogfights while a female oviposited in the Roadside pond.

The doe with twins had left them on the Meadow and they were disturbed when Tim went round on his butterfly survey. They seemed to settle down and Clare carried on with her Hogweed battle.

Tim has seen very few butterflies this season so was relieved to spot a Large Skipper near the Alphabet Bridge.

John had bought a double set of harrows in the local farm sale and he and Clare spent a merry time untangling them and working out which way they attached to the tow bar. John sensibly hung them up before they could knit themselves together again.

John and Clare both worked on the remains of the strainer post, however thus far it is resisting all attempts towards its removal although the hole around it is getting bigger.

The trail camera in the Pit Wood captured a badger going through - not seen on the cameras for a while.

A young buck follows a doe out of the undergrowth, however the rut doesn’t begin until mid-July. The old buck is still around and John is interested that the old buck seems to tolerate the youngster in the same territory.

18th June

Followers of this Blog will have read several references to roe deer barking. Today’s camera footage from the Scrub reveals all. John will no doubt use this in one of his talks on roe deer.

19th June

Hares are maintaining their presence in the Scrub as well as in the Pit Wood.

The singleton roe kid is subject to substantial grooming and then starts grooming the doe.

20th June

Ruth conducted her next ringing session (she does this every 6-10 days in the breeding season). She recorded 34 birds in total, including a baby Great tit she had ringed in the box, seven juvenile Robins and the first juvenile Garden Warbler, however the highlights were discovering breeding Redstarts this year (they are included on the Amber List of species with unfavourable conservation status in Europe where they are declining), and a Tawny Owl. Ruth saw two Tawnies as she set up her nets so there may well be owlets. Ruth said that owls go sleepy and limp during the bagging and ringing process, though this one woke up to fly off.

Adult male Redstart

Juvenile Redstart - the bird is in the Robin family and the juveniles look quite similar

Tawny owl in sleep mode

While they were in the hide, John and Clare saw two adult and a juvenile Goldfinch. The adults were feeding avidly on the nyjer seeds and seeming to ignore the young bird which remained tucked into the Hawthorn. Eventually it darted out onto the feeder though didn’t stay for long. Presumably the adult birds were leading by example. Neither John nor Clare had seen a juvenile here before - there is no red mask on the face - and of course this was a day when the camera was at home. Clare’s phone camera at least shows the absence of the red mask.

The singleton kid dashes to and fro. It is hard to think other than that it is running about out of sheer exuberance.

22nd June

With apologies for the old jokes - it is less usual though nonetheless welcome, to see a stoat in the Pit Wood.

24th June

Tim and Jane are away so Clare carried out the butterfly transect. Several Speckled Woods put in an appearance however there were precious few butterflies around. There have been several reports of what a disastrous year it is for insects. A Common Blue brightened up the Wetland and there were a couple of Meadow Browns and Ringlets on the Meadow.

25th June

After assaulting some of the Hogweed and the embedded fence strainer, John collected the camera discs. What a surprise - the Scrub camera shows a doe with triplets! It is probable that the oldest doe has had the triplets, as she did the last two years, with the singleton and the twins being born to younger does.

29th June

An end of the month camera disc round up. One video (not included) shows the older buck might be less tolerant of the presence of one of the younger bucks, and chases him. There seems to be a new doe on site; she might have been drawn in with the rut coming up. It is hard accurately to identify the animals, however the following three clips show distinctly different anal tushes. (When Clare retired she never thought that she would be writing things like this!)

30th June

Ruth had a really quiet ringing session this morning, only 17 birds, and very few warblers. She wondered whether some might have already started their journeys south.

John finished setting the new fence post in and he and Clare continued their assault on the Meadow Hogweed. Clare reckons there are only about 30 plants left. She did muse on the 30 Days Wild challenge and thought about 30 things that drove her wild. Hogweed would be one. Readers are invited to make their own lists…

March - the coming of Spring

1st March

From Nature Rambles Edward Step, 1930

‘How long the winter has been in going! Winters are always long; but some of them seem to us much longer than they ought to be, owing to a lengthy spell of north-east winds filling the sky with dark, heavy cloud when we are longing to see the swaying tassels of the hazel, the golden stars of lesser celandine and the haloes of the leafless coltsfoot…dwellers in the country…can take a fair ramble during the eight or nine hours of daylight, making up for the scarcity of flowers and insects by watching those birds that are with us only during the winter. There are also the shrews and mice of the hedge-bottom, and their hunters the stoat and weasel, to take note of…and the occasional bat that has woken up for a brief flight. There are almost endless treasures to be found in the pond, as soon as the thick ice has melted and made them easy to see and reach; and some nice things, such as many of the mosses, that can be found in full beauty during the cooler, moister months only.’

4th - 7th March

John and Clare put up the rest of the 12 new nesting boxes in the Scrub and the Pit Wood and saw four hares each day while so doing.

Clare asks which film title is being represented here? (answer at the end of this blogpost and credit to John for the joke)

The pond trail camera captured a hare eating peacefully.

Another and far healthier looking deposit of frogspawn has appeared in the roadside pond.

While Clare was in the hide she saw a Blue tit making several visits to perch in the entrance to nesting box J1 and a Great tit staying close to J2 for several minutes. She heard for the first time this year a Yellowhammer singing on the Wetland.

Clare spent some time taking tubes off Junipers at the top of the Crag and protecting the trees with chicken wire cages in order to give the plants the chance to bush out more and gain strength against the wind.

John and Dave took the top of a willow that had been blown over and broken in the Top Strip, however the tree had sprouted below the break so they left the rest to grow. Clare helped cut about 50 potential whips from the top branches and will use them to replace some that have died round a couple of bird-watching seats.

John started work on a gateway into the Top Strip so that he can take the flail mower in to keep the path cut - this will take a lot less time than weeding.

The cut Willow with plenty of growth left

Willow whips with even more potential growth

The pond camera has recorded the largest number of ducks on the pond together to date. While John and Clare often see Mallards on or leaving the pond in daytime, they have never seen a Mandarin duck there and then.

8th - 10th March

Clare planted 7 of the Willow cuttings for International Women’s Day. The trees will henceforth be known as the Seven Sisters.

Clare and John were delighted to welcome Rebecca from Miscreations Theatre. They talked about the possibility of bringing a Wilding Theatre workshop/performance piece to Liddells for schoolchildren. Much will depend on funding and logistics however the prospect is exciting.

The deer family run through the Pit Wood followed by the older buck. John is expecting the older doe to encourage the triplets to leave the patch soon.

A hare is caught in the snow at midday. 17 hours later and the snow is still falling thickly.

11th March

Clare freed the last of the Junipers. There are 16 plants established now.

She also staked the Seven Sisters while John did more work on the gateway.

Astute readers will notice there are only six willows pictured, the seventh is on the other side of the new gateway

Clare and John watched a Blue tit sit in the entrance to J1 for at least three minutes during which time the bird repeatedly looked into the box, bobbed its head and looked behind and around. As it is the females that build the nest, John and Clare wondered if the bird was claiming the site or signalling that she had found a site and was looking for a mate. Or both.

Today’s OED Word of the Day is ‘nunatak - an isolated peak of rock projecting above the surface of inland ice’. As the weather has returned to wintry conditions, Clare decided she had found a nunatak in the roadside pond.

12th March

John cut about 70 whips from neighbour Sylvia’s Willow tree. Clare had thought a good use for them would be to make a walk from the bottom of the Crag north across the wetland.

15th March

An abundance of frogspawn has appeared - more in the roadside pond, a large amount in the big pond, some in the Crag pond, and for the first time ever some in the vernal pond between the roadside and big ponds. It represents the potential for a lot of frogs and/or heron and newt food.

19th March

Clare and John set about planting the willow walk and by the end of the afternoon, and with cutting some of the longer whips, had 96 planted and a lot more in reserve to fill in gaps or use somewhere else. They are very grateful to Sylvia and have named the path Sylvia’s Avenue in her honour.

From The History of the Worthies of England, Thomas Fuller, 1662

Willows - ‘A sad tree, whereof such who have lost their love make their mourning garlands; and we know what exiles hung up their harps upon such doleful supporters. The twigs hereof are physic, to drive out the folly of children. This tree delighteth in moist places, and is triumphant in the Isle of Ely, where the roots strengthen their banks, and lop affords fuel for their fire. It groweth incredibly fast; it being a by-word in this county, ‘that the profit by willows will buy the owner a horse, before that by other trees will pay for his saddle.’ Let me add, that if green ash may burn before a queen, withered willows may be allowed to burn before a lady.’

Hal, Beth and Juno arrived for some outdoor activity and built a shelter, used the story-telling circle fittingly, investigated frogspawn and lots more besides.

Note the camouflage face paint

Frogspawn - ‘it sprawls, cold and uncontainable, like jellyfish’. (from Still Water: the Deep Life of the Pond John Lewis-Stempel

20th March

World Rewilding Day.

John worked on the new gate and removed the cage round one of the first Horse Chestnuts Clare and John had planted in the Top Strip, replacing it with a cage to protect the trunk from fraying and nibbling.

21st March

World Poetry Day.

I love the little pond to mark at spring
When frogs & toads are croaking round its brink
When blackbirds yellow bills gin first to sing
& green woodpecker rotten trees to clink
I love to see the cattle muse & drink
& water crinkle to the rude march wind
While two ash dotterels flourish on its brink
Bearing key bunches children run to find
& water buttercups they're forced to leave behind.

John Clare

22nd - 23rd March

John and Clare played at The Flintstones - Clare had spotted a pie of discarded stones by the roadside near home, so she and John bagged them up and used them to fill ruts on the Top Grazing roadway. They then went to the Top Strip and began their annual check to see which trees needed maintenance,

Evidence of fraying on saplings in the Orchard suggest that the buck is now, as some writers describe, ‘in hard horn’. John points out that this description is incorrect as roe deer antlers are made of bone, not horn. Synchronously the latest news from The Deer Society (23rd March) included the following: ‘Regular readers may be amazed just how often we encounter the common mistake of referring to deer antlers as horns. It's not surprising,  given how last year one celebrity wildlife expert on a popular wildlife show,  made this very mistake in front of millions of viewers…Deer are unique in being the only animals to produce antlers.  They are normally cast and regrown annually in pairs and are produced by the males of all deer species with the exception of the musk and water deer.  Although it is abnormal for the females of any other deer species to grow antlers, female reindeer are the only ones to do so habitually.

Antler growth and casting is controlled by a number of hormones, the principal one being the hormone testosterone whose production is governed by daylight length.  The growing antler is living bone which is covered by a furry skin called velvet which supplies it with oxygen and nutrients. 

At the end of the growth cycle, the velvet is lost and the material within dies to become hard and insensitive.   After a few months the join between antler and skull weakens and the antlers fall off.  The process of regrowth begins again almost immediately in most cases.

Horns, on the other hand, consist of a living bone projecting from the skull that never dies back and is covered by a sheath of a tough protein called keratin, the same material found in hair, hooves, fingernails, feathers and claws.  Horns are grown by ruminant animals such as goats, sheep, cows and antelope.  They are generally retained throughout an animal’s life and continue to develop as it matures. 

There is only one exception to this rule, the Pronghorn antelope of North America which sheds and regrows its horn sheath every year.  This interesting animal is really neither a deer nor an antelope, although it is related to both, belonging in a distinct family of its own.

Somewhat confusingly, and although now considered by many to be a somewhat archaic term, it is still quite correct to refer to a deer that has shed the velvet on its newly grown antlers as being in ‘hard horn’.’ bds.org.uk

26th March

As soon as John and Clare arrived this morning they heard a Chiffchaff calling and then saw the bird in the old Alder near the spoil heaps. As soon as Clare tried recording the song, the bird flew away and went silent.

With a large bunch of Sylvia’s Willows remaining, John and Clare planted more round the two bird-watching seats, removing dead shoots and replanting outside the membrane floor this time.

Clare spotted a Great Diving Beetle making its way along the grass path away from the big pond. Apparently they use damp soil by the edge of ponds in which to pupate.

A heron is seen in the big pond at night. (The true Night heron can be seen in waterside habitats in Southern and Central Europe.)

27th March

Clare had found another dumping of stone by the wayside so she and John went rubble-rousing again, collecting several bagfuls to fill ruts.

They then finished planting the remaining Willows on the Wetland.

Again the singing chiffchaffs were alert to the sound of Clare getting her phone out to record them, and went silent, though immediately resumed singing once she had put her phone away.

‘It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is from summer in the light, and winter in the shade.’ (from Great Expectations Charles Dickens) Taking advantage of the sunshine (the apiary is sheltered from the worst of the wind), Clare had a quick look at the hives and was disappointed to discover that only two of the four colonies had made it thought the winter. One might have been too small to survive; the other had obviously succumbed to damp. The hive was secondhand and maybe past its waterproof prime and needs replacing.

New Yellow Iris shoots are emerging.

‘…the shoots of yellow iris are pushing through in six-inch blades, a water-bed of daggers; every day they ‘weaponise’ towards the swords of their maturity…Yellow iris is yellow flag (on account of its large petals), is Jacob’s sword, is segg, from the Anglo-Saxon for ‘sword’. The knifeness of the young leaves means that the water-margin plant is occasionally nominated as the origin of the ‘fleur-de-lys’ of heraldry.’

from Still Water: The Deep Life of the Pond

28th March

A Mandarin duck appears on the trail camera in daylight for the first time. This is a male and you can see the distinctive markings: bushy orange ‘whiskers’, triangular orange ‘sails’ on the back and a black chest.

The camera then captures a pair of herons.

29th March

Clare and John collected more rubble for the roadway then went to the Orchard where they freed three trees from their cages - a Damson, a Wild Cherry and the large Bird Cherry. They have each reached a size where they are unlikely to be used by a fraying buck. John noticed that the Oak nearby has become even more of a veteran tree.

Freed Bird Cherry.

After several attempts Clare managed to record a Chiffchaff without it noticing her getting her phone out. The song is unremarkable and an easy one to learn.

30th March

The deer haven’t been seen on Liddells for a while, although John and Clare saw two groups of three out on a field very near to Liddells earlier this week. The trail camera however captured the three does near the big pond.

The film illustrated in 4th - 7th March is ‘Withnail and I’.

March - pairing up

For reasons that will become apparent, there are a lot of videos in this month’s blog. It is unlikely that these will either show or be playable through the email you have received with the blog. If this is the case, go to the Liddells website www.liddells.co.uk, click on Blog and the videos will be available in the March post.

27th & 28th February

Some footage from the end of last month.

The pair of red-legged partridge have been exploring and found their way to the Pit Wood.

It is clear that the lame doe, as suspected, has lost her foot, however she continues to be mobile and able to forage.

A pair of hares appear to be almost synchronised.

The rather confusing to and fro movements seen in previous footage of a badger may be explained.

The older buck re-marks the elder branch in the Scrub and then seems to forget the branch is there.

1st March

Another surprise on the trail camera - footage of a wood mouse in the Pit Wood. They are nocturnal so not often seen, although John and Clare have seen one a couple of times in daylight near the bird feeders. Read more about them here.

John made a start on rebuilding the log shed, which will now be re-sited on the hay shed base. As he arrived a heron flew off from the Wetland. Dave took his chain saw to the fallen ash limb. The photograph reveal just how big a scar is left. The ash presumably now also qualifies as a veteran tree.

Clare went to check on the bee food and saw much activity at the hives. She was also treated to views of a goldcrest, a bullfinch and a yellowhammer nearby.

3rd March

A local mole catcher has trapped 16 moles, some of them on the Meadow. As activity seems to have subsided, Clare spent a couple of hours flattening the molehills. She planted some Winter Aconite in the Top Strip (a third attempt to establish the plant, so fingers crossed it will be third time lucky and they will survive). John fixed the first of the uprights for the log shed.

The Red-legged Partridge pair are back in the Scrub. To discover more about the species, click here.

4th March

Second upright for the log shed in place and today John saw the Heron again near the pond and a pair of Mallard in the water.

The Woodcock makes a third appearance in front of the trail camera.

Pole position

Pair of poles

6th March

Clare sowed several envelopes of wildflower seed that she had collected and been given, on the Meadow. Barry had kindly lent a harrow to deal with the many molehills on the Top Grazing. If only he’d gift wrapped it, it would have been a bow and harrow. John did the harrowing after lunch - eaten and harrow. He quite fell for the implement, obviously struck by Cupid’s harrow; it was so much quicker than flattening with a rake, indeed swift as a harrow. John’s route, however, was quite circuitous, so not as straight as a harrow. Clare indulged herself by making up harrow puns while tending to a bonfire.

Tim sent photos from Top Grazing and the hide.

While Clare was at the hide she was delighted to see a Blue Tit make three investigative visits to one of Juno’s bird boxes.

John and Clare saw two deer than another, two hares, and heard a Yellowhammer singing for the first time this year.

Mountainous molehills

A harrowing experience

Not a mountain, not even a molehill left

Marsh tit contemplating food choice. A pair appeared together at times.

House viewing

6th - 9th March

John had attempted to take a photograph of the heron earlier in the month, however the distance proved too great for much clarity, so Clare moved one of the trail cameras to the pond, a move that has proved to be a great success. (Ignore the date and time on the clips, Clare forgot to alter the settings when changing the batteries.)

Spot the heron! (It is in flight.)

The camera took nearly 300 videos over three days, of which a selection follows. There were two sequences of sunset reflecting in the camera lens which brought the image of the Biblical burning bush to Clare’s mind. There is footage of a pair of surprising visitors, the Mallards’ courtship behaviour, a delightful recording of a Dunnock singing, and lots of the heron, although this also provides possible evidence for the absence of frogspawn thus far. Frustratingly the image of the heron’s success is somewhat compromised by the camera logo. The heron is making several visits each day and spending from 10-25 minutes by the pond per visit.

The Mandarin Ducks were a complete surprise. John and Clare are wondering if they will appear again or whether this will be their only appearance. They nest in trees so Liddells offers the right habitat for them.To read more about them, click here.

Below the male Mallard starts a bit of courtship behaviour then very quickly gives up.

The footage of the Heron proves to be almost irresistible. The bird seems to have a natural cartoon quality. Blog readers can be reassured that the novelty will soon wear off and they will not be inundated with pond footage in subsequent posts. The footage reveals there are two different birds - a male and a female. The black neck plume, known as an aigret is much longer in the male. The term ‘aigret’ is from the French for egret, or lesser white heron, and refers to the tufted crest or head-plumes of the egret, fixed in the shape of a plume and used for adorning a headdress. The word may also identify any similar ornament in gems.

A brief clip of both ducks displaying courtship behaviour and then apparent success.

8th March - meanwhile back on dry land

The badger seems particularly interested in the ground below the deer-marked branch and this brings him close to the camera for a good view. The young buck checks the scent marks. The hares are still together.

9th March

As John and Clare arrived on the Top Grazing, a snipe flew off. Clare has frequently seen them in a neighbouring field, however this is a first for Liddells. The RSPB information page about snipe has a short video in which you can hear the characteristic drumming sound of the wings as they fly.

John completed the frame for the new log shed.

10th March

The older buck checks that he doesn’t need to mark again. This clip shows that he is ‘in tatters’ - when the blood supply to the velvet is shutdown and the tissue dies and begins to dry up and fall off. Deer are often seen thrashing their antlers in undergrowth, on bushes and trees in a bid to remove the velvet in a process known as fraying, cleaning or polishing. This is part of the damage deer can do to trees - their action strips the bark, usually from young trees, which compromises growth. About ten hours later the young buck marks again.

11th March

Dave started work on clearing the Silver birch at the top of the Crag, brought down by storm Arwen.

Back at the pond the Mandarins make a further appearance. Both male and female herons are successful in reducing the number of frogs in the pond. The young buck and one of the does are close to the pond, however it is reported that roe do not drink from water sources, satisfying their hydration needs from forage.

12th March

Clare went hunting for frogspawn and found some in both the Roadside and Crag ponds. She had checked the previous day without success so both these were very freshly laid.

More footage of the older buck in tatters - John says the deer has managed to get the points cleaned and polished however the velvet remains on the lower parts of the antlers. The badger rootles near the camera.

13th - 15th March

With careful tread, the male heron moves into position.

Buzzards are often seen above Liddells and occasionally perched in trees however the trail camera offers yet another delight and a buzzard joins the plethora of wildlife at the pond. It appears to bathe, with the heron making what sound like protesting sounds. The heron flies off making its bark-like call.

Having heard Chiffchaffs from the garden at home, Clare went to Liddells to hear if they had arrived and heard several singing in the Scrub and Pit Wood. She also came across a hare feeding on the edge of the Pit Wood - maybe it was listening to the Chiffchaffs as well.

She was also pleased that some frogs are surviving in the Big Pond, at least thus far, and there is a small quantity of frogspawn.

16th March

A hare appears to be all ears in the Scrub.

The doe appears with two kids. The young buck is still in velvet. This time he doesn’t check the scent mark. John says it is not unusual for antlers to grow unevenly.

Two badgers vie for supremacy on the path through the Scrub.

17th - 20th March

John fixed roof beams in the replacement log shed.

The young buck forages on bracken, demonstrating the variety of plants roe deer will eat.

From the hide Clare saw the first Tree Sparrow in many months.

Clare saw frogspawn in the big pond then two days later John called her over to witness about twenty frogs mating there. There was substantially more frogspawn. Clare managed to film for a second or two before the frogs dived for cover so, for readers of a delicate disposition, be aware there is frogsporn in this post. For a more thorough presentation of this phenomenon, click here.

21st - 24th March

Footage from the pond trail camera continues to be of interest. A hare appears in the background; the lame doe is still around; the other doe kid is still squeaking (John thinks the kids may stop squeaking when the doe separates from them when they are about a year old).

The mature buck is again captured marking his territory. He is anointing and also vigorously scraping, depositing scent from glands between his cleaves. Frank Holmes, writing about roe, says that scraping is the only form of territorial marking which is performed in a ferocious manner; he suggests that it results from an immediate threat to the territory. As the young buck is also using this spot, the footage would seem to illustrate Holmes’ point.

The native daffodils in the Top Strip are at last beginning to form clumps.

John finished replumbing the Necessarium. Clare was much amused by gifts from her sister - copies of The Specialist and The Master Builder by Charles Sale. Clare remembers that there was a copy of the former in their childhood home but had forgotten completely about it until Jean reminded her. Both books concern the professional activities of Lem Putt, a specialist in the simpler forms of sanitary engineering. Lem is attentive to both the material and the emotional needs of his clients, for example not using knotty timber in his constructions as knotholes can make spaces for snoopers. Clare likes to think that between them, she and John have been as considerate as Lem.

John also worked on the back panel of the log shed.

25th - 27th March

A stoat is on the alert in the Scrub.

John and Clare had decided to stay in the shepherd’s hut again. They were delighted to have chosen days where the weather was wonderful, the sunsets glorious and the night skies spectacular. Almost as soon as they had arrived, so did a Buff-tailed bumblebee queen, no doubt looking for a nesting spot. The Mallard pair were back on the pond - good to see them in the flesh or they might have been mallard imaginaire (Clare is delighted to make use of the literature component of her French A level). Clare saw a Tree sparrow again from the hide. A pair of curlews flew over on Friday evening. During that night Clare heard a fox barking close by for several minutes.

The next day Clare saw a Comma butterfly near the hives and Coltsfoot in flower in the Pit Wood. Four drakes and a duck flew off the big pond.

Early on Sunday Clare saw a hare go past the back of the shepherd’s hut and the young buck cross in front of it. There was also aTree Creeper and several Bullfinches on trees close by.

Buff-tailed bumblebee queen

Comma

Comma underside

29th - 31st March

And then there was snow. The pond camera continues to record visitors. On the afternoon of the 31st, Clare went to retrieve the camera discs for any last contributions to this post and the snow you see in the footage from that morning had all disappeared, as had every single Coltsfoot flower that Clare had gone to photograph. Coltsfoot leaves are eaten by birds, bees, and the caterpillars of several species of moth. Coltsfoot was known in the Middle Ages by the scientific names ungula caballina (horse hoof) and pes pulli (foal's foot) due to the supposed resemblance of the young leaf to the foot of a horse. The flowers are an excellent source of nectar for bees.

As she was walking past, Clare looked in one of the nest boxes in the Scrub and saw small amounts of moss. Nest-building has begun.

March - Liddells-lew and hide-lew

1st March

Clare and John wish to begin with an apology. On 22nd February you will have read that John ‘has mastered the art of enlarging and cropping’ his photographs. Missing from this sentence was ‘thanks to teaching from his patient and forbearing step-daughter’. OK now Mathilda?

Here is further evidence of the excellence of Mathilda’s tuition.

Clare has long had a wish to see hare’s boxing and when she saw the next bit of trail camera footage she became really exited that she might see this phenomenon on Liddells.

Then another first ever trail camera capture.

3rd March

Today a thrush was singing in the Scrub, Clare saw a Yellowhammer from the hide, two Mallards flew off the big pond and there were bees flying around three of the hives.

4th March

John enlisted help from Dave G (and Wilf) again. Together they cut logs for seats and cleared much of the quarry area in the NE Strip.

Giant Jenga?

Wilf assisting with quarry clearance

5th March

A Woodpecker was drumming in the Pit Wood - Watts that you ask? Was it by the light of the Moon? What a Starr!

Clare has noticed that on much of the trail camera footage, animals seem to prefer a west-east route through, sometimes appearing more than once in the same evening, going in the same direction, but not coming back the other way. Either there are several different animals or their routes are circular.

Clare learned today from the excellent book she is reading The Overstory by Richard Powers, that seeing the face in the beech tree (December blog post) is due to pareidolia - an adaptation that makes people see people in all things. Clare prefers her explanation that she has a tree guardian.

6th March

Thanks to both Mathilda and Sue B, Clare has enjoyed reading Uncommon Ground by Dominick Tyler, a visual glossary of the British landscape. Among several words and phrases stored away for future use, Clare found two with immediate relevance.

Witches’ brooms…

…and Witches’ knickers

7th March

8th March

Just days after John said no rats had been seen on Liddells, the trail camera proved otherwise.

9th March

A long overdue task, dealing with overhanging branches on the northern boundary, was on today’s to-do list. Fortunately Clare and John found George Clouston, tree surgeon and arborist, the perfect person to tackle this, and watched him work in awe of his skills. As did Juno. George so obviously loves his work and is especially attentive to how he can protect and enhance habitat for wildlife. He’s also a mighty fine tree climber. Clare and John found it slightly alarming to note that his risk assessment noted ‘helicopter landing options are extensive’. George said that one of the worst risks was not amputation but encountering a wild bees’ nest. They don’t take to chainsaws.

Clip art

Hanging around

Hanging around

In suspense

“I can see him!”

Helping to entertain Maggie

George made coronet cuts (see below) and specific bore holes after he had cut branches, to create habitat.

‘When trees are damaged in nature it’s usually due to some catastrophic event (i.e. severe wind storm). Branches damaged in this way have wood fibres break and tear, while bark is pulled away from limbs and jagged stubs are left behind. In the aftermath all manner of fungi and arthropods make a home in the tattered remains.  Fungi feed on the newly exposed wood, insects eat the fungi, birds eat the insects, and so on.

In landscapes, trees eventually mature to where their risk of failure reaches a threshold that some mitigating action must take place.  For conservation arborists, this is where retrenchment pruning comes in.  By using coronet cuts to mimic naturally damaged limbs after reduction pruning, conservation arborists invite the natural order of things to take place.’ 

Wood for next year’s burning

10th March

This cat has appeared on the trail camera before. This time it made the same trip at 21.06, 22.07 and 03.27. Was it going round in circles.

14th March

John and Clare were delighted that growth from Liddells contributed to another wedding.

Heather and Kris’s wedding design team transformed these…

…into these

15th March

The first frogspawn has appeared although some has already gone brown and sunk which is possibly because it has been laid too early and suffered from the cold.

This patch appears to be fine

Pheasant strutting his stuff

16th March

Today’s OED Word of the Day is house-lew: shelter of a home. Enough said.

After quite a while with no sightings, a roe doe has been caught on the trail camera. It might be last year’s kid. While working in the Pit Wood, John found a particularly charming patch of Scarlet Elf Cap Fungus. Perhaps the trail camera will capture images of a scarlet elf.

17th March

Clare and John set about making fewer mountains out of the molehills on the Top Grazing, top of the Crag and the Meadow. They had thought there would be between one and two hundred. There were slightly more than that, to say nothing of the ones elsewhere on the land that remain unconquered. Small ones were included in the count as it seemed only right and proper to make mountains out of some molehills. Here’s a challenge to our readers - including the ones John and Clare found over the next four days that they’d missed, guess how many there were. The answer is at the end of this blogpost together with a further guesstimate challenge.

A small mountain range

John hoe-hoe-hoeing

A plateau is created

After John had finished with his hoe/got bored/decided Clare was winning in the molehill demolition stakes/was suffering from strimmer withdrawal symptoms, he went off to start strimming a path down which a quad bike could go with a trailer to extract all the timber George had felled. Imagine Clare’s surprise when she went to help John later and found him apparently praying to the woodland floor. With sinking heart she knew what had happened. We suspect regular readers will too and will know why, which John appeared to have forgotten. No need to scroll to the end of the blog post. The answer is, of course (Clare typed through gritted teeth), that he had lost one of his hearing aids. Again. A third time (teeth gritting harder as telling the story retraumatises the typist). Thankfully for Clare’s sanity and John’s survival (there was an idle strimmer lying close by), John found the very small and surprisingly faded leaflike in colour, object. Clare is considering her response: confiscating the strimmer; putting the strimmer on Ebay; putting John on Ebay.

Fortunately Clare’s spirits were lifted by hearing the first Chiffchaffs of the year and by seeing the first Celandine in flower.

There is a way through the woods, with apologies to Kipling. Clare is getting ready for World Poetry Day.

18th-21st March

The first of the Daffodils are out in the Top Strip. On 20th Clare tackled the Liddells equivalent of painting the Forth Road Bridge by starting to weed the path in the Top Strip. She started at the east end and made it all the way to the flat length at the start of the west end. Watch out for reports on progress. On 21st, after a particularly buttercuppy stretch, which slowed progress, Clare went for a wander, wondering whether there would be Primroses out in the Pit Wood. She was not disappointed.

23rd March

John and Clare both woke early and couldn’t get back to sleep, so went for, if not a dawn chorus visit, at least a pre-breakfast one. On the way Clare asked John what was keeping him awake and he made an ornithological slip of the unconscious, ‘CORVID anxiety’, he claimed. Unless of course the crows are after him. It was frosty at Liddells so too cold for much bird-singing, however Pheasant, Red-legged Partridge, Great Spotted Woodpecker, Thrush, Blackbird, Robin, Wren, Dunnock, Great tit, Blue tit, Coal tit, Long-tailed tit, Rook, Goldfinch, Wood pigeon (making display flights) and Chiffchaff were all audible. Clare was particularly pleased to hear several Chiffchaffs as, after hearing them last week, they had been decidedly silent.

24th March

Another 12 metres of path in the Top Strip are now weed free. Clare saw a first Peacock Butterfly near the big pond. John made a bench for one of the willow arbours. John and Clare tend to take lunch up to Liddells to eat in the hide while bird-watching. They have noticed that one of the several male pheasants who have learned that food appears on the ground shortly after the picnickers arrive, has a habit of talking with his mouth full. None of the others do this. The trail camera captured a pair of male pheasants vying for territory.

25th March

Another few weed free metres in the Top Strip - Clare is regretting her habit of starting at the easier east end. Since there is always something else more appealing than weeding, the west end often doesn’t quite get the same attention and consequently is much weedier. Clare keeps telling herself that the sense of achievement will be worth the effort. John did preparation work for more benches and saw a Small Tortoiseshell on his way. The weather was so warm Clare decided to open the hives for the first time this year. As she suspected, one of the hives had not survived. It had been a small colony going into the winter and this is probably the reason since there was no evidence of disease. Two of the colonies are thriving; these queens must have started laying a while ago as there is capped brood (after 3 days eggs hatch into larvae, after 6 more days the cells are capped and the larvae become pupae and 12 days later the new bee emerges). Clare is uncertain about the fourth colony - there were very few bees and she couldn’t see a queen. The bees were good-tempered, which suggests there might a queen. There could have been a few eggs however Clare wasn’t entirely sure - sometimes the sun can produce a glint in the bottom of a polished cell which can then look like an egg. She’ll have another look in a week or so. Her records show that this is nearly a month earlier than she has ever opened hives before.

26th March

The recent hurricanes managed to dislodge one of Juno’s swing supports so John and Clare repaired it today, or rather John did the repair while Clare footed the ladder and handed him things. They then had lunch in the hide (does this habit mean they are hidebound), and watched a Blue tit going in and out of the nesting box nearby. It spent about 5-10 seconds inside each time and made dozens of visits in the time it took to eat a sandwich or two. Clare had a quick peep in and there was a substantial amount of nesting material in place. Unfortunately the trail camera, carefully placed to record this activity, ran out of batteries before the bird began. New batteries will be inserted asap. Clare spotted the first daisies out on Liddells today. and noticed that lots of the wild garlic Sue R donated last year is coming up in the Pit Wood. She also weeded another ten metres of path in the Top Strip and reckons there are just under forty metres left.

Walking home Clare heard the first skylarks of the year singing.

27th March

John and Clare stayed away from Liddells today so that Hal, Beth and Juno could have their daily ‘park’ exercise there. Clare set an i-spy challenge in which Juno was entirely successful, finding frogspawn, feather and fir cone. She helped top up the feeders, making sure the bird food was tasty, entertained Hal and Beth with the story of Goldiblocks (sic), enjoyed the newly repaired swing and began rehearsals for an iconic movie scene with co-star Beth, direction and cinematography Hal.

28th - 30th April

Clare decided that she wanted to get the path-weeding finished by the end of this month’s blog. With this endeavour in mind, and after only a short stretch completed on 28th, the next day she worked till cockshut: twilight (OED Word of the Day 29th March) achieving a wondrous nineteen metres. On Monday, in a push for the end, she finished, however was so engrossed in measuring her achievement (140 metres), she forgot to provide photographic evidence. During the pacing she noticed that sycamore seedlings were sprouting in the refreshed seed bed she had inadvertently provided. Heigh-ho. Back to the east end.

While John was getting materials ready to build more seats, he watched a pair of Tree creepers on an oak near the Orchard, and saw a Chiffchaff close by. Clare heard the first Blackcap of the year singing.

There is nesting material in at least two of the bird boxes, however the trail camera has failed to capture any of this activity. More adjustments needed. To the camera not the birds or boxes.

31st March

Hal and Juno had another Liddells day today. Mathilda came up with the excellent idea, having seen ‘Little Women’, that Juno, Clare and John could have a box on Liddells where they could leave messages. For today, Clare left bug hotel building instructions, some straws and string. Hal and Juno undertook the activity with some speed and considerable effectiveness. While Clare was typing up the answer to the molehill challenge (see below), Juno, at Liddells at the time, and apparently through some telepathic communication system, announced that there are no moles on Liddells because they are shopping for peas. Well that explains it.

Your mission, should you choose to accept it…

Juno sees no ships

Mission accomplished

This is Hal’s last photo of the day. Clare and John are wondering what he saw…

And the answer to the molehill count - 1343!

Next question - how many moles does it take to create 1343 molehills? (John and Clare do not have the answer to this one.)

February - colds, wind and rain

1st-2nd February

John and Clare carried out bird box cleaning and maintenance ready for Spring. They also moved some that had never been used, and lowered some that were out of Clare’s reach, even with a ladder. Clare now has plans to make sure there are steps added to stiles that have been built for persons under six foot tall. Clare was delighted to put up the new box that David O had made for her birthday last year. No 25 remains missing and presumably has fallen into the Liddells equivalent of the Bermuda Triangle.

Strong winds had ripped some of the sheeting for the rainwater collection so that needs further repair.

The first snowdrops of the year have appeared in the Top Strip.

5th-6th February

The trail camera is back in the Pit Wood and caught a hare, a vixen and the sound of a Tawny Owl calling and then flying off. The vixen appears to be scent marking.

7th February

John and Clare are delighted that this year Sue Dunne, a local ceramicist, and Linda France, a local poet, are going to be making monthly visits to Liddells. Linda has recently been announced as Climate Writer in Residence by Newcastle University and New Writing North.

Sue made her first visit of the year today and filled a bag with things that had caught her eye. As Neil was on the land planting nine trees he had grown at home, Sue did not escape work detail. Neil has added Limes, Horse Chestnuts, Maples and Ash to the Top Grazing.

Sue and Clare spent some time in the hide and both were delighted to see a female Siskin on the nyjer seed - another first for Liddells.

Gorse out in time for Valentine’s Day

8th February

John and Sue W visited with grandchildren William and Annabelle who had to find and learn about animal homes for their homework. Liddells provided plenty to discover - squirrel dreys, a buzzard’s nest, mouse and vole holes, the bee hives, the bug hotel and more besides.

William looking every inch the experienced birder

Negotiating the Dirty Dancing Bridge en route to the squirrel dreys

Annabelle in charge of note-taking

10th February

John and Clare learned that Storm Ciara had taken its toll - a stretch of wall on the north boundary had collapsed - annoyingly it included the patch John and Mel had repaired only a week ago.

11th February

John had help from Dave G to start the wall repair - they started with sorting and organising the fallen stones before tackling the base layers.

Juno inspecting the damage

Day 1’s repair work

12th February

With the stormy cold weather, the birds are getting through the food in the feeders very quickly. John and Clare went up to replenish them and were happy to see a Siskin make several visits. It would seem to be one of last year’s juveniles that is now developing its male colouring.

14th February

Today marks the start of National Nesting Box Week and while Clare was at the hide, she saw a Blue tit investigating Box 8 which can be seen from the hide. It was as if he knew.

16th February

George C came to visit Liddells with a view to taking down the overhanging branches on the north boundary. Clare enjoyed the contrast in woodland working garb.

John and Clare have seen the hare in daylight several times recently. The trail camera has too.

George will be seen clearly while John will merge into the landscape

18th February

Neil and Lesley make the most of half term with family and take some of them to the bird hide. Clare gave Juno, who shares this birthday with Lesley (and Pat) her first pair of binoculars.

Bird watchers with intent

Juno bird-watching at home. History does not relate what she saw

20th February

Nikki and Megan, two teachers from a local First School, came to visit with a view to a Forest School day. Clare and John are crossing all available digits.

The trail camera has captured the hare again, this time ruffled by the storm.

21st February

Storms, wind and bouts of what Clare’s sister refers to as ‘there’s-a-lot-of-it-about’ has meant little activity on Liddells this month, however John has been given permission to collect some Broom regeneration from a local woodland and today he and Clare planted 11 small Broom plants on the Crag.

New brooms, too young to sweep

22nd February

John is pursuing his photography challenge and has mastered the art of enlarging and cropping, so here are some of his results.

Bank vole banking on scattered bird food

Tree creeper showing clearly that it is not the short-toed variety

The RSPB says:

Accentors are small, inconspicuous, streaked birds, with sharp, pointed bills and a slightly robin-like, pot-bellied shape. They live mostly close to the ground, with a quick, shuffling and hopping action when feeding.

Dunnocks are often overlooked, not only are they small, brown and grey with a slender beak, they also like to creep around under bushes in a mouse-like way.

Keith points out the vermiculation, a quality he particularly enjoys in avian plumage.

Male siskin

Goldfinch and Siskin feeding together - often the Siskins will fight the Goldfinches off

This might be a juvenile male coming in to adulthood - an immature male will have a dark bill; this one’s bill seems to be turning yellow

Marsh tit

Coal tit showing some of the differences from the Marsh tit - the colouring on the cheeks and the white streak on the back of the head

Male chaffinch withstanding storm Dennis

Female chaffinch looking much calmer

Great tit looking great

25th February

Finally wind, rain and viruses had abated sufficiently for John and Mel to tackle the partly rebuilt wall. Clare and John habitually use excellent thick leather gloves for work on Liddells and between them, have got through several pairs, however when the gloves get wet, they can leech warmth from hands. John transformed his working experience today by discovering some heavy duty waterproof gloves in a local store and wore these over fleece liners. The gloves were so efficient that John probably worked longer than was wise and now has a sore back. Maybe there are advantages in having wet, cold hands. However, much more importantly, the wall now stands.

Mel at work in the remains of Monday’s snow

Through stones, ‘through’ in this context is pronounced locally as ‘thruff’

Through Mel, pronounced locally as Mel

Finishing touches

Repair complete

26th February

Clare went to change the disc in the trail camera and was amazed to see a lot of water bubbling out of the original site of the Pit Wood spring; there was also considerable water running into this stream from the path under the Dirty Dancing bridge.

Clare found clear evidence of a badger’s presence very near to the camera, however it seems to have evaded the camera’s gaze.

A quick visit to the hide to top up the feeders and Clare saw four Redwings that seemed to be investigating the feeding station but were not quite bold enough to partake. Another species for John to photograph and they bring the total number of bird species seen from the hide to 26.

Maybe footprint casts have to go on the to-do list

27th February

John and Clare decided it was time to finish the half-made drainage ditch leading away from the new pond. They are making a french drain so first Clare gathered up the rubble left from the wall repair to repurpose as a bed for the drainage pipes, then she and John set about excavating more of the ditch. It was very muddy however neither managed to fall over although there was a fair amount of mud slinging. The ditch is now fully dug however needs more rubble in which to bed the pipes.

The two side pipes will feed into the central ditch which currently awaits its gravel and pipe

Peppa Pig is not the only one who likes muddy puddles

May - be...

Before further forgetfulness - Images from Easter Day

Liddells has contributed the beech branch to this decoration made by Sue W

The Oliver Oaks labelling party

Rachel admiring her label

Further follow-ups to April’s blog post:

Congratulations to those of you who correctly guessed that the Alphabet Bridge is so named because it has 26 logs in its span. A special mention to Barbara R who suggested that the mystery creature surfacing in the pond maybe one of John’s lost hearing aids. It could also be a newt. Hmm - preferred explanation? No contest.

1st May

John noticed that three of the brooms on the Crag are in flower. This is the first year they have flowered and as you can see, they are growing well. Maybe the tubes will need to be removed, however that will leave them vulnerable to browsing so alternative protection will have to be provided.

John continued wrestling with the challenge to fix guttering to one end of the sheds so that rainwater is directed into the bowser - not as easy as it sounds. Maybe it will work.

Broom is busting out all over

2nd May

Derek G has generously spent considerable time researching the history of Liddells for us. Today John and Clare joined him at the County Archives at Woodhorn and spent happy hours poring over old maps, documents relating to the Enclosures Act and Estate records. Derek maybe able to create a timeline of ownership included in which will be a Miss Mary Tulip who was born in 1719. The current sports writer for the Hexham Courant is Joseph Tulip - maybe a relation.

3rd May

John and Clare continued this year’s onslaught on the weeds on the path in the Top Strip. Clare thought that weeding the path before members of the Tynedale Community Choir visited (see below) maybe like cleaning the house before guests arrive. They did not finish the path - draw your own conclusions. During the weeding, they were visited by a mystery insect. Clare thought it was maybe a mayfly however Keith-who-knows-everything-about-nature is investigating further.

Maybe mayfly

The algae is the big pond is diminishing so maybe the barley straw is working. Fresh barley straw added today. While John and Clare were coming up from the ponds to work on the Crag, they noticed a hare running up ahead of them towards the Top Grazing. During their work - clearing fallen wood - they noticed a hare running from the Wetland into the Pit Wood and shortly afterwards a hare running along the top of the Crag. It is possible that hares, being considered by some to be divine, maybe have the quality of ubiquitousness and/or maybe that they move in mysterious ways. John and Clare prefer the more prosaic possibility that maybe there are two hares on Liddells. Maybe they are romantically attached.

The first Cuckoo Flowers are out on the Meadow - maybe one day we will hear the first cuckoo here.

The trail camera has captured more footage of deer in the Pit Wood. One video shows a doe browsing on hawthorn, the second shows a buck anointing a branch in his path. Further footage showed his antlers are clean so he’s not fraying off the velvet. The last clip has been sent to Keith-w-k-e-a-n. Any ideas what may be making the sound? (For a follow-up to this question, see the entry for May 10th.)

6th May

Tynedale Community Choir, in which Clare sings, has for several years now, indulged in the habit of singing to the sunrise from the bandstand in the centre of Hexham on the Monday May Bank Holiday (the Morris Men dance there on May 1st). Many maybe consider this to be a bit bonkers. Participants then breakfast together in the Community Centre. Clare has sometimes followed this with a post-breakfast-chorus walk (this is usually at about 7am) round Liddells. This year she invited any choir members who felt so inclined, to join her. It was cold and wet, however, neither avian, nor the small bunch of intrepid human singers were deterred. A good time seemed to be had by all, though maybe that was due to the delicious biscuits John M provided. Liddells and baked goods seem to have an excellent relationship. (Thanks to Jane B and Sue R for photographs.) Maybe the Liddells muse joined us as Sue R was inspired to write.

Clare is thrilled that the Willow Warblers were performing as if on cue

The path through the north side of the Pit Wood, looking particularly verdant

Rosemary delighted to see how much the oak she donated has grown

Carpeting cowslips in the Pit Wood - many, many more this year after John and Robbie cleared and felled allowing more light in

9th May

Both ponies were shampooed today. Paul has an infestation of lice (not transferrable to humans thankfully) and had scratched bare patches on his face. This had happened before in the very wet winter of 2017/18. Both ponies were reasonably tolerant of the process, Paul rather more than William, however as soon as they were free to go, they indulged in some mutual comfort grooming.

I’ll scratch your back …

10th May

John chose a walk around Liddells to check all the nesting boxes as his birthday treat. Clare is relieved he is so easily catered for. You can see the results of the survey here. Clare has noticed that the results for the previous year do not appear to have made it to the Surveys page - maybe they have disappeared into the Liddells Triangle, along with box 25, which this year has completely escaped John and Clare’s searching. (May 31st - Clare and John have realised that they didn’t carry out a nest box survey last year. They were still in the unsettled aftermath of John’s DVT.)

Maybe laid especially for John’s birthday survey

John has been working away on wall repair on the northern boundary.

Wall repair, maybe more than half completed

Keith-w-k-e-a-n not only proved to be uncertain about the insect that alighted on Clare’s arm, but declared “I divanaw, man” about the mysterious sound on the trail camera (Keith’s soubriquet will be rethought). John pointed out that Keith-w-k-?-a-n had not even hazarded a wild guess. Maybe one of John’s suggestions is correct - a barn owl on a vuvuzela - a lover's tiff between stoats - a consumptive jay.

Regarding the ‘maybe mayfly’, John availed himself of the free insect identification service offered by The Royal Entomological Society and received this very prompt reply from Professor Jim Hardie, their Director of Science:

‘It’s an ichneumonid or parasitoid wasp which parasitises other insects and there are some 2300 species in UK. This one looks like the largest (body length up to 50 mm and 100 mm including the ovipositor) and is called the sabre wasp, Rhyssa persuasoria. This is a female as she has a long ‘tail,’ the ovipositor, with which she drills into logs and lays eggs on larvae of the host insect, often wood wasps, and when the sabre wasp egg hatches the larva feeds on the host.

Harmless to humans.’

Maybe playing some Khachaturian would attract more of these creatures.

15th May

Barbara R - a friend of Clare’s from London days and avid Blog follower - came to visit. She had two requirements from her stay, a visit to Newcastle/Gateshead to see the kittiwakes and a walk around Liddells. Clare was happy to oblige with both. Clare proudly showed off John’s completed wall repair.

Barbara about to leave Liddells and just after Clare had remembered she hadn’t taken a photo to record this event.

Maybe the Kittiwakes would be envious of all the nesting boxes on Liddells - thanks to Barbara for this and the next photograph

Clare intent on listening to birdsong - maybe a Blackcap

You will maybe notice the spare stones on the left. It seems to be a rule of wall repair that there are either too few stones or too many. Maybe it’s a phenomenon that leaves you climbing the walls.

16th May

Clare, maybe drawing on her capacity for stick-to-itness (OED, 24th April: dogged perseverance) continued her efforts to rid the Top Strip path of weeds. During this activity she noticed what maybe a spider, with a pale blue bulbous body. Of course there is no point in asking Keith-w-k-?-a-n about this. There is also a question about the identity of the insects that were flying around the whole time (except when one alighted conveniently for a photograph - maybe an insect hoping for its moment in the Blog).

The first of the Blue Tit eggs have hatched.

19th May

John and Clare continued their prayerful attitude to the path in the Top Strip, weeding another ten metres or so on their hands and knees.

Clare returned home and investigated the spider with what she had thought was a pale blue body, and discovered that it is a Wolf Spider with its egg sac.

22nd May

Keith, maybe seeking to reclaim his reputation, arrived at 7am to help us with this year’s breeding bird survey. The sky was a clear blue and the birds sang generously and offered the annual is-it-a-Blackcap-or-a-Garden-Warbler challenge. If anyone else would like to have a go, try this. The morning’s highlight followed Keith hearing what he thought were maybe robin alarm calls in the Scrub. He wasn’t convinced, and his doubts were validated, as were his ears, when the calls proved to be hungry baby robins which were then fed by the parent. Maybe it is alarming to be hungry. You can see the results of the survey here.

Keith (ok, Keith-w-k-nearly-e-a-n) was also able to identify the large black insects (see 19th May) as non-biting midges. Clare had not known there were such things, having only been acquainted with the biting kind - and far too frequently. Apparently the name chironomidae derives from the Greek for pantomimist. “Oh yes it is!”

Keith was also reassuring about the algae situation which had worsened again in spite of input of barley straw and doses of barley straw extract. He recommended adding oxygenating plants, shoring up the banks where the ponies had puddled them and maybe fencing round most of the perimeter. Keith explained that disturbing the soil through the digging process had released nutrients into the water which then fostered the algae growth. The ponies were adding to that process.

And finally in the restoration of Keith’s reputation, he commented that the colour of the Wolf Spider egg sac is surprising given the spider’s need for camouflage.

23rd & 24th May - two days at the beech

John and Clare were catching up on some gardening (Clare) and sawing (John had blagged some replaced telegraph poles and was reducing them to logs; see photo below) when butterfly-Tim called to say that a very large limb had broken from one of the beeches on Liddells and was blocking the road. John went up straight away and was relieved that local farmer Derek drove up in his Manitou, saw the problem and returned with the Manitou plus forks and levered the branch until it broke off and he could drop it off the road. Clare and Tim arrived and set about clearing up the small stuff (throwing it over the wall into the Scrub) while John sawed up the smaller branches. One trailer load of wood was deposited at the Liddells log shed and a second taken home. Clare and John returned in the evening when Derek and Robbie turned up with two chainsaws that made John’s look like an electric carving knife. Derek had said it would only take ten minutes to saw up the main branch. John and Clare found this hard to believe until they watched Derek and Robbie at work. All sawing was done in 15 minutes, whereupon D&R, maybe thinking they hadn’t helped enough, set about logging the wood. Their double act - one swinging the axe in perfect rhythm, the other turning the wood underneath - was a wonder and very scary to behold. No digits, limbs or heads were lost in the process and John and Clare took another trailer load home to stack. Next morning John and Clare returned to log the remaining wood - another trailer load. So not only are John and Clare hugely grateful for the kindness of friends and neighbours, but they now have a nearly full log shed and very aching bodies.

The wounded beech - you can maybe see the dark area above the wound. It is likely that this is the site of an earlier split into which water has been seeping, weakening the joint between trunk and branch

Here is a close up of wood from the damaged joint

This does not quite do justice to the size of the branch and you can see that much work has already happened

Derek appears to be showing Robbie (a qualified woodsman) how to use a chainsaw. The photo does not reveal that Derek quickly chose Robbie’s best saw to use. Father and son rivalry maybe….

Maybe Derek and Robbie cannot hear John offering ear defenders

This vision of teamwork would maybe more complete if it showed Clare carrying all the logs to the trailer

Maybe nearly a season’s burning once it has dried

Ok, this is not about Liddells, however Clare could not resist including it so that she could add her caption.

Poling station

24th May

Normal people sometimes receive bouquets of flowers. Clare was thrilled to find Sue R’s delivery of a bouquet of Wild Garlic in the porch. Maybe this is indicative of how Liddells has affected Clare. Huge thanks to Sue for the gift.

25th May

Clare planted the Wild Garlic in the Pit Wood. John and Clare enjoyed being at Liddells without any use of the chainsaw whatsoever.

Clare began this year’s Creeping Thistle Watch on the Meadow and bagged 122. Although she has not finished, there is only a small area left to cover. It would seem as though the numbers have more than halved since last year, so maybe pulling them out is proving a sufficient deterrent. Clare is wondering if maybe there is a Zeno-like paradox here: if the number of thistles is reduced proportionately each year, when only one thistle remains, will it be halved, and will that half thistle be similarly reduced resulting in the impossibility of completely removing thistles from the Meadow.

The porch smelled intensely of garlic

Some of the plants in place

26th May

The trail camera has been directed at one of the nest boxes and capturing the Great Tits feeding the young inside. The first food was brought in at about five in the morning. Such is the activity, the camera has been triggered approximately every six minutes. There were about four hundred stills and videos to go through. The videos also recorded at least ten different bird species singing in the background. The last video captures a blackbird stand-off.

Here are the beneficiaries of all that activity

27th May

John and Clare are always delighted when Liddells can make some kind of contribution to others. Today Rosemary M-S collected Silver Birch leaves to use for dyeing wool. She was most complimentary about our convenient and lush foliage! She is ‘using a calendar which suggests the right plants for each month. So far, [she has] used daffodils, birch bark, and dandelions.  Colours ranging from cream, to pink to yellow. Birch gives the best yellow. This time [she has] mordanted the wool. Many plant dyes are fugitive’. Thanks to Rosemary for the sequence of photographs and the imaginative challenge of fugitive dyes - from what might they be escaping…. 

From this…

…with the addition of these…

…a bit of cooking…

and steeping…

…to this

Clare completed the Creeping Thistle eradication programme for the year - at least until she spots the ones she missed - and added 43 to the bag, making a grand total of 165. That’s a considerable reduction in two years. Plenty of thistles remain on other parts of Liddells for the pollinators. Yellow Rattle is now established on almost all of Meadow and this will help other wild flowers become established. There is already an increase in the Red Clover.

Following the Thistle triumph, Clare attempted to video Whirligig Beetles on the large pond - they do what it says on the tin. This proved to be easier said than done or maybe Clare just caught them recovering from a dizzy spell.

31st May

John and Clare are checking the trail camera regularly, hoping that it will capture a moment of fledging. Maybe there will be footage for next month’s blog post. Maybe the camera batteries will expire at the crucial moment.

A reminder - 30 Days Wild starts at midnight.

April - we're no fools

1st April

John started the anti-algae campaign today. He added a net of barley straw to the water. Our thanks to local farmers Barry and Sheila for the straw. He also started to fish the algae out using a small fishing net - by small we mean the kind you buy for pond-dipping with children. We had it to remove leaves from the water trough. John’s first attempt to lengthen the handle with a bit of tree and gaffer tape was not up to the task, so he recycled the two canes that had arrived with Juno’s Aspen to make a longer handle. Even so he was faced with a somewhat Herculean task. We are also investigating native aquatic plants which will help starve the algae.

Further water works - the path from the spoil heaps down to the Orchard has a very wet patch crossing it. John has dug this out and found a small spring and he’s diverting this with a drainage pipe.

John and Clare started clearing logs out of the North-east Strip and gathering up piles of brash ready for the first Green Gym Day later this month.

Handle version 1

Gone fishing - with handle version 2

Diverting the spring - digging a ditch and lining it with gravel…

…adding a pipe…

…covering it back over

2nd April

The Sweet Chestnuts planted at home are beginning to show shoots, as are two of the three Horse Chestnuts that Juno planted.

Marsh Marigolds in flower in the Pit Wood

Barley straw in the pond

4th April

Clare split the clump of Marsh Marigolds and transplanted some to the stream feeding the big pond. Then she did repair work on fencing, replacing missing fixings - Theresa May would no doubt love that it is all strong and stapled now. Mel came to help today and once again proved to be worth more than his weight in gold. He and John worked on clearing the northern boundary and while so doing, John took off his ear defenders which sucked out one of his hearing aids, which then flew off into the undergrowth. This was one of the very, very recently replaced hearing aids following John losing both on Liddells few weeks ago (don’t ask Clare about this as she has high blood pressure) and requiring a claim on the insurance. It was only after John and Mel had hunted on hands and knees in vain for quite a while that John dared to ring Clare, confess what had happened and ask for help. The three of them performed a fingertip search through leaf litter, moss and twigs, looking for an object that is about half the size of a shrimp and a similar colour. Eventually Mel, who deserves to beat John at pool for evermore, found it in an area that all three had, allegedly, already scoured. Clare hopes that John might learn from this experience.

Clare discovered that her bees were benefitting from the water diversion and were drinking from the damp earth next to it. Double whammy.

5th April

The tracks by both of the two larger ponds have become very muddy and lost their grass so John and Clare have decided to add some seed to help regrowth. They started that process today. Fishing algae out of the ponds (the second largest one has developed it too) has become a daily task. Stopping it taking over completely is a daunting challenge.

6th April

A while ago John and Clare were offered three Oak trees by David Oliver. Not just any old Oaks though - David had grown these from acorns from the Leper Oak on Hexham Golf Course. You can read the full story of the Leper Oak here. Clare and John prepared the sites for these Oaks on the western edge of the Pit Wood today.

Eilidh is busy growing a baby and therefore less available to help with the ponies for a while. Today Lucy, a friend’s daughter, came to see if she might like to help out. Both ponies were instantly at ease with her which augurs well.

Clare started recycling stones from the Crag to make the pathway round the pond at the bottom more walker friendly.

John the postie

This involved many trips up and down the Crag, carrying stones

7th April

When John saw the deer scrape in the North-east Strip, it seemed a good place to leave the trail camera. Sure enough the camera picked up the roe buck using his interdigital glands on the scrape and his frontal glands on the sapling beside it.

Seeding the first of the two stretches of roadway was finished today and some Yellow Iris moved from the wet area on the Meadow to the banks of Pond No 2.

The Great British Sowing J

and some fell on stony ground

9th April

David Oliver came to plant his Oaks. Clare forgot to pick up her phone and David left his camera in the car so there is no record of this event. Clare had also made labels for David and his son and daughters to fix to the tree cages when the family all came up together to see the trees on site. She forgot to hand them over. Ah well, such is ageing. The Oliver Oaks look very fine and knots have been tied in handkerchiefs to help remember to take photographs when the labels are ceremoniously attached.

10th April

John and Clare have decided to be a bit belt and braces regarding the algae and have dosed the two larger ponds with barley straw extract. Apparently new ponds are particularly susceptible to algae as are ponds with little shade and spells of hot weather. That’s 3 out of 3 then. Keith-who-knows-everything-about-nature is convinced it will all sort itself out in time, which is reassuring. If it doesn’t, John and Clare will be having words with him.

11th April

John and Clare spent time preparing for the next Green Gym Day, hauling brash, spreading tarpaulins ready to receive chip, and making a supply of baked goods.

Clare added more stones to the path at the bottom of the Crag. John is concerned that she might be planning to crazy-pave the Wetland.

12th April - The first Green Gym Day of this year

It must have been the lure of marmalade cake and shortbread. Seven stalwart friends arrived with bucketloads of goodwill and staggering reserves of energy and worked their way through five piles of brash until every twig was chipped. This involved a lot of hauling, lifting and hurling. Jane E planted Ragged Robin seedlings around the big pond - appropriately so since she had collected and sown the seeds last autumn and generously given Clare a large number to pot up and grow on. It was universally claimed that a good time had been had. John and Clare think they were probably not alone in choosing to do very little the next day. They remain hugely appreciative of all the help.

Tim decided the first and most urgent task was to protect the fritillaries on the meadow. He nobly sacrificed his boots to the cause

Jane pausing her planting to pose …

…and then turning her hand to algae fishing

To make chip, Forst hire a chipper …

…then gather up the brash…

…stack in piles to await the chipping team…

…then feed the machine…

…which is a noisy beast…

…et voila

Clare was clearly worried there wasn’t sufficient brash so set about making more - or she could have been clearing a space for the LandRover to back up closer to the brash. She is delighted to have some rare evidence of her working - not that it is rare for her to work

This photo does not do justice to the time it took to rehitch the chipper. Barry acting as foreman here

Breaks were allowed but only to test the sitting area in front of the shepherd’s hut

John sees no ships

16th April

Clare heard and saw the first Willow Warbler of the year on Liddells. She was particularly pleased that she saw it make its way from a Silver Birch to a Willow. Bird lovers will know that Willow Warblers and Chiffchaffs are similar in appearance, however their songs are very different. If you fancy knowing more, click here. While tracking down the Willow Warbler, Clare came across a clump of Wood Sorrell. Not so unusual until you see where it was growing.

17th April

All is not lost to the algae - there are tadpoles in the big pond. Although it dived too quickly for a photograph, a Great Diving Beetle had arrived there too.

19th April - Good Friday

It was indeed a good Friday for Clare - it was warm enough to open the hives. Both colonies are doing well and are expanding in the brood boxes. Clare added supers (shallower boxes placed on top of the brood box with a grid that is too narrow for the queen. The bees use the frames for their stores leaving the queen more space for egg laying below). Lack of space is one of the factors prompting the bees to create a new queen and swarm. The bees are benefitting from early flowering oil seed rape in a neighbouring field this year, as well as from all the gorse on Liddells, so there is plenty of forage nearby.

Clare heard several Blackcaps singing for the first time this year, managed to see one, and so began her annual challenge to distinguish their song from that of the Garden Warbler. Not as easy as it sounds.

We have eggs in the box in the Orchard - probably a Blue Tit.

20th April

John finished the bridge on the Wetland and has named it the Alphabet Bridge.

Alphabet Bridge - so called because…?

21st April

Pond life is on the increase. There are tadpoles in the second biggest pond; Lesser Water Boatmen on one of the smaller ponds; and Pond Skippers (also known as Water Striders, Water Skeeters, Water Bugs, Pond Skaters, Water Skippers, or Jesus Bugs) are visible on all the ponds. The latter seem to be camera shy as each time Clare tried to film them, they ceased all movement. Patience was rewarded however, as yours will be if you stick with the video. There also seem to be a monster that surfaces briefly from the deep. Feel free to submit suggestions as to its identity. It is neither Clare nor John. The bird singing in the background is a Willow Warbler.

On our return home John and Clare learned that David Oliver had taken his family to label the oaks. They are waiting to see if his knotted handkerchief reminded him to take photos. They may appear in next month’s blog post.

25th April

The first Bluebells are out and Clare spotted three more small patches of them in places where she had not planted any. It’s good to know that Liddells has had its own Bluebells all along. They are all English Bluebells, which is excellent news. John added more seats to the story-telling circle. All it needs now is a seat for the story-teller. The Bird Cherry has produced lots of blossom this year, which is just emerging.

27th April

No sooner said than done. All that is needed now is a story-teller…

28th April

Clare saw a female mallard taking off from the big pond and three swallows flying low over it. John and Clare are rather hoping that the swallows make the link between the food supply on the pond and the excellent housing potential of the hay shed. Many butterflies around today including a Speckled Wood that settled obligingly still enough in the Pit Wood to photograph. Sadly the eggs in the nesting box in the Orchard have disappeared, however there is a Great Tit sitting on eight eggs in a box in the Pit Wood.

Speckled Wood

29th April

A high maintenance day - Clare weeded about half of the path in the Top Strip accompanied the whole time by birdsong, including that of a Garden Warbler, which Clare managed to glimpse so reassuring herself that it wasn’t a Blackcap. She also saw that there are now at least thirteen patches of English Bluebells established at the east end of the Top Strip from the very first ones Clare and John planted there before Liddells officially became theirs, thanks to Mike’s generosity. John strimmed large patches of rush on the Wetland, hoping to reduce its impact and thus allow other growth to come through. He also tightened and refixed fencing all along the Verge and around the arena - ‘arena’ sounds grander than it is, which is an area dedicated to schooling the ponies.

30th April

With the butterfly season well underway and Tim and Jane walking round regularly recording sightings, John strimmed the path they (Tim and Jane, not the butterflies) use through the Top Strip. John also started work on fixing gutters to the hay shed and part of the log shed in order to collect rain water for the bowser. Last year the rain water collection trough proved insufficient for the ponies needs through the long dry spell.

A final thought - the Wildlife Trusts’ 30 Day Wild begins on 1st June. You may like to start thinking about how you could have your own wild 30 days.

February

1st February

Snow arrived today providing a good opportunity to think about next year’s Christmas cards.

2nd February

John had seen so many tracks in the snow yesterday we hoped the trail camera would have captured images of the track makers. Of the dozens of clips recorded, only one was not showing the ponies, however the one was well worth it. The ponies deserve an appearance on the blog too. It would seem as though a fox too has been testing the ice on the big pond.

3rd February

An exciting day for Clare - she saw one male and three female Redpolls at home then in the afternoon went to Liddells for the first time this year, to say hello to the ponies and check her bees. One colony has eaten almost a whole box of fondant, the other hardly any. It is strange how colony behaviours can differ under what appear to be similar circumstances.

4th February

Clare’s bird-watching at home is going some way to making up for all that she is missing elsewhere - today the Redpolls were joined by several Siskins. We saw them in the garden a couple of times a few years ago, but none for a long time now. All these birds are proving to be a significant part of Clare’s recovery.

The trail camera may well have captured the fox that was testing the ice. It is walking away from the big pond and is at the southern edge of the Pit Wood, heading north.

John and Robbie worked on the seating for the story-telling circle (which should probably be called the story-telling semi-circle). The large logs will be turned over and sit on supports between the uprights.

Robbie with mel and without Mel

We were delighted that amongst the numerous videos of pheasants feeding - we’ll spare you those - we found two clips that are worth putting on the blog. On the first one, watch the top right section of the frame. The first clip was recorded at 16.20, the second about half an hour later.

6th February

John worked on the seating for the story-telling circle. We’re just waiting on a story-teller now. And the story-teller’s seat….

7th February

The trail camera has triumphed again. John is sure this is a youngster as it has a ‘chubby babyface’, and he reckons that it is a buck - if you look closely you can see the beginning of two buttons on the top of its head which will become antlers.

8th February

As well as felling more trees in the Pit Wood, John and Robbie dismantled and removed an old covered pheasant feeder from that area.

Before

Feeder in kit form

Feeder gone

10th February

There are buds on one of the Small leaved lime that we planted on the Wetland and Snowdrops are out on the Meadow. We usually include a photo of Hazel catkins in the Spring and have had to use the same old established tree each year. This year we are delighted to see catkins on one of the new hazels for the first time.

Small Leaved Lime in bud

Snowdrops on the Meadow

Hazel catkins

12th February

We are fortunate that Robbie’s trip to New Zealand has been delayed so he is currently available to help out. We are also fortunate that he loves helping. We reckon one hour of Robbie’s work equates to at least four of ours. John put different fronts on some of the open fronted bird boxes which had never been used. Any homeless robins, wrens and spotted flycatchers will know to whom to complain. Robbie logged, brashed and worked on a bridge over the channel into the big pond.

A few minutes logging in Robbie time

Letting light in and opening the view in the Pit Wood

First heave your poles

Then wield a mell

Maybe walking across the poles would be a bridge too far.

Before

After

13th February

The trail camera is not ideal for picking up small birds, however we are pleased that it has captured a Yellowhammer near the pheasant feeder, and thus provided another opportunity to draw on the charms of BBC Radio 4’s Tweet of the Day. It’s always a delight to see images of a hare.

14th February

John and Robbie opted for a non-romantic way to spend St Valentine’s Day - chain-sawing and road-building. They have made more potential seats, not just for the story-telling circle but to use in different places on Liddells.

Before

After

Before

After

We are not entirely without a romantic streak - here is gorse in flower on 14th February

15th February

We don’t know about ‘Nature red in tooth and claw’, this all looks a bit black and white to us.

18th February

Juno’s second birthday. A fox appears to be about in the early hours. Hal, Beth and Juno came over to fulfil a long held plan to plant a tree for Juno. We chose an Aspen, which comes into flower in February. Its botanical name is Populus tremula because the leaves are forever trembling. Some of you may know the line from Tennyson’s The Lady of Shalott, ‘Willows whiten, aspens quiver’; the tree was favoured by sufferers from “shivering disease”, who would pin locks of their hair to the trees in the hope that one shivering would cure the other. This is a new tree to introduce on Liddells. If you would like to see more photos of this event, you will find them on the Celebrations page.

First dig a hole

Make sure the tree is upright and tamp down the soil (John is either bowing to the tree or practising for a knighthood)

Make a label

Make a label

Attach label

Prepare ground for snowdrops

Water snowdrops

Record the result for posterity

20th February

John and Robbie felled some of the Spruces behind the shepherd’s hut.

22nd February

Wall repair along the road. Another Corsican Pine felled in the North East Strip. Tim and Jane saw two Peacock butterflies out on Liddells - this is unprecedentedly early.

26th February

John worked on the bridge on the Wetland and is particularly proud of his half-lap joints. So proud that he clearly took time off to be artistic with the camera. He also altered another open-fronted nesting box.

Half-lap joint cut…

…and assembled. What a fine half-lap joint

John’s shadow side

We’ll see if the titmice are tempted

27th February

John noticed droppings underneath the entrance to the bat box today. We will move the trail camera so that it will pick up any movement in and out. We leave you with the cliff hanger (which in the case of bats will of course be upside down) - are we bats to think bats might have taken up residence……