Cousin Gill and Robert stayed over at the weekend. Always a pleasure to see them up here, had a great meal together with Nataliia too.
I was on Hatfield Moors yesterday. As you can see by this reflection, it was very still; hardly a breath. There was also a welcome increase in the amount of water around.I met a local volunteer who records all the birds seen on the moors. His father had worked down the pit at Thorne Moors, then bought a chippy in the pit village of Moorends, where he grew up, before moving to Hatfield. He could not have been more steeped in the area's heritage.
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