It’s been a bad few days for photographs. Today there were lots of Buzzards about but all flying too far away for any chance of an image. It’s a beautiful sunny Sunday and could well be the last good day for several months.
A friend called round for lunch and after a roast pork dinner I took her to the patch of ground where I’ve seen the newts. We sat down with the dogs tethered to a tree and waited by the cracks in the earth where they live. After sitting a while a tiny jet black frog appeared but shot into some grass before I could get it’s picture. She said are you sure there are newts here. I said definitely so she crouched down and cupped her hands over the crack; a few minutes later a newt appeared. I was impressed, just imagine what she could do if she had a whistle as well. A superb Newt Charmer.
I think this is a Palmate Newt. There is a much bigger one with a white flash on it’s tale. I’ll go and have another look for it as I think it is a Great Crested Newt. Her charming skills didn’t charm it today but I will try the trick on Tuesday. I was going to the Lake District but the forecast isn’t good and I have a job to do on Wednesday. Internet here has been a bit iffy. I’ll do my best to catch up early tomorrow.
Have a good week.