The Caves

Took the larger small child to North Cave Wetlands, with a football, in a pink coat, played pass, went into a hide, looked through some binoculars, and looked at 2 Pectoral Sandpipers, using our eyes.  Large small child thought it was good.  Fresh air.  Nature.  Tranquility.  Trees.  Fresh air.  Oh I've said that already. Beautiful.  Shit, she's gonna be a sad bird spotter! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
"Daddy, I think the sharp contrast between the pectoral band and the underparts is quite distinctive in this Calidris species.  Given the head pattern and the leg colour, I think my first trans-Siberian vagrants are simply super!" she said at the age of 2.  We then left the quite full hide and went absolutely mental with a manic game of pass on the footpath back to the car.

Onto a local site for local Red Local Kites.  A Buzzard flew over.  Then a Green Woodpecker flew across, but no Kites today sadly.

Large small child picked about a million dandelions and celebrated wildly by falling over.

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