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There's a distant 'cawwrr!' of a Carrion Crow; a sound that makes me feel I'm in the depths of the English countryside.
A few yellow leaves drift down from the hawthorns. A couple of wasps fly by. Then, to my surprise, there's a dragonfly on patrol above the grasses. I don't see the colour but it is the size of a Common Hawker.
I notice a couple of looper caterpillars hanging from threads, a possible beakful for the Blue tits and Great tits searching through the hawthorns.
A Common Field Grasshopper rests on the south-facing wall near the bridge, making the most of the sun. This grasshopper prefers dry grassland. How it survives on the towpath, with the canal in such easy jumping distance, is a mystery.
The pattern on its back reminds me of a mask, or of a vase.