There are plenty on the Isle of Purbeck, but they are a favourite of mine and I never get bored of watching them.
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Sunday 4 August 2013
An Evening With The Sika
As the Sun goes down all you have to do is follow the squeaks and you will find Sika deer. It is a strange noise, slightly eerie, a cross between an old door hinge and a crying baby. Once you get used to it though the squeaks become somehow comforting, a fact that the Sika obviously realise as they settle down for the night.
There are plenty on the Isle of Purbeck, but they are a favourite of mine and I never get bored of watching them.
There are plenty on the Isle of Purbeck, but they are a favourite of mine and I never get bored of watching them.
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Quiet but never silent.
I missed the Sun this morning, not because I was late but because the early wander was done and dusted by the time the clouds cleared. When...
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I missed the Sun this morning, not because I was late but because the early wander was done and dusted by the time the clouds cleared. When... -
Slip, Slide And Away , a photo by julian sawyer - Purbeck Footprints on Flickr. These are the kind of shots I would have liked of the wild ...
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Corfe Kingfisher , originally uploaded by julian sawyer . Through the trees, almost into the Sun and with one foot in freezing cold water, t...
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