geese and beaches the pink footed geese are visiting the farm every day now to feast on the alarming amount of wasted sugarbeet left on the land. we managed not to put them up the first time we walked across, but yesterday they would not have it and made a smokey snaking cloud behind the poplars as they flew off in search of more private fields. it took them a good two hours to come back. by Lady Anne’s Walk at Holkham they are not so fussy, grazing on the marsh a few yards from the parked cars and walking people. on the beach there was a posse of twitchers, lining up with their tripods and cameras. we soon got past them. with the wind from the south and not a cloud in the sky it was almost tee-shirt conditions. on the horizon two boats, maybe a bigger sailing boat with a tender, difficult to see exactly. no drifting sand whipped by the wind to sting, and just a few other dog walkers; T and S had a great time. a little digging a little paddling, posing and chewing on razor shells the tide was coming in over these sand wavelets the sun shining through translucent shells and highlighting all the sand textures, like these fine tidelines and little bird prints back via the sand dunes thoughts of summers long gone when flocks of nude young men inhabited this stretch of dunes with no restrictive notices and into the pine woods where naturism is not allowed, lest it offend the majority …. silent footfalls and myriad fungi. not chanterelles, I think, there were a lot, and they would have been picked if any good. there is a false chanterelle, and then something with a more definite stem and cap which is very poisonous. if I see these again I must check for the faint apricot scent which true chanterelles have. as we walked back past the geese I got some closer photos. I wonder why this lot are not flying around Norfolk looking for sugarbeet fields. Post navigation porcelainmud and birds Leave a ReplyCancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.