Oak, Ash and IvyTuesday 14th March 2000
As I've already mentioned, I was, as I saw it, threatened with financial ruin because I spoke up for the wildlife at the public enquiry into this scheme. This week the local newspaper reports that the developer has been awarded costs totalling tens of thousands of pounds, towards his expenses for the enquiry. Today the celandine in the field blooms behind a high metal-grid fence. It's a shame that in England we can't save places like this.
The berries on the ivy in the hedgerow have now ripened to purple-black.
A Lapwing displays, diving and calling - its 'pew-it!' cry - over the rushy field. It's good to hear its call again. They were regular here years ago; perhaps a succession of dry summers dried out the field, making it difficult to find them to find the larvae and worms they feed on. Last year there was standing water on the field in every month of the year, and I don't think I'd seen that happen for the previous, say, ten years.
For a moment, I think a flock of twenty birds is coming towards us with a bobbing flight. Then I realise that a sudden gust has dislodged the old dry leaves of an oak sapling.