I constantly marvel at the energy, the power of fast moving water. I have in my garden a small – very small – pond with a correspondingly small fountain. The fall of the cascade measures in inches – 18 inches at most – and yet the ferocity with which it churns up an otherwise still surface is amazing and creates its own sense of drama.
Monthly Archives: January 2014
North Norfolk is noted for its flat landscape and its wide expanse of sky. Along the coast the sea breezes produce a constantly changing skyscape.
Sometimes the mood is quiet, with clouds moving gently by.
Sometimes it is busy, with puffs of cloud scudding along, driven by the breeze.
And at other times there is a gathering together, an accumulation of cloud, in more ominous fashion.
More pictures from the visit to the reservoir.
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A male mallard
A group of mallards, male and female
A pair of lapwings
Canada geese, feeding
A greylag goose
But I was particularly intrigued by this scene. Can birds really read? Have they accepted the sign literally without noticing the spelling mistake? Are they waiting for their apples?