Sunday March 30
The clocks went forward last night so rising at nine was not as late as it sounds. It's Mothers Day so I had a Facetime session with Sara and Josh until my IPad ran out of charge. She called early, as I was about to see to the moth trap. She was anxious to know how her gift of a Mulberry tree, bottle of syrup and pot of conserve had been packed and received, I was delighted with it, novel and much appreciated. Pam was pleased with the packaging - wood wool and wooden slats for the bug house. I WAS told off for taking the juice.
Emptying the overnight moth trap - at least 326 in number and of 17 species - took a while. Most of them were 'brown' !! 46 Common Quakers and 97 Small Quakers. We gave up counting in the end, there were even more of each.
Four first hatching Early Thorn were the best looking, plus our first Double-striped Pug and, a yet to be identified, large and greyish moth. Watch this space.
The yet to be photographed, and or identified, potted and in the fridge, we drove to Cley Centre for a late cheese scone brunch. Very quiet on the reserve migrant wise, there was a sight-blurring sea fret which we hadn't had at home. After a look around, we gave up and drove home.
Pulling in at Ebridge Mill for the umpteenth time, at last, a Grey Wagtail perched on overhead wires. It then flew to the apex of the mill roof before dropping out of sight.