....a little present left on one of the benches.
I can't imagine what was going through the mind of the person who deposited the dog bag except it seems to be a common practice to leave them beside paths, but to leave it where children might be sitting to eat totally beats me. Why couldn't they just throw it into the bushes or, better still, take it home with them?
....a roe deer appeared to our left and ran across to the opposite side, watched by a grey heron.
Dog bag not withstanding, we sat for a good half hour at the bench. With the tide low and acres of worm-filled mudflats exposed one would have expected hundreds of waders and other shore birds to be working them for food but there were disappointingly few. The main interest was when....
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