Before the Bank Holiday weekend was so rudely interrupted by that Prince of the LBJs, the Red-throated Pipit, I was enjoying some quality time with the family at various events around Dorset, such as the Lyme Regis Fossil Festival. The place was heaving with it on Sunday so I dropped the gang off near the sea front and headed back out of town in search of parking.
|A dash of Lemon: Wood Warbler, Cogden (#168)|
|And a slice of Lyme: Dipper, Lyme Regis (#169)|
|Species new to science: Glass-headed Dipper|
|Brilliant camouflage given away by the white eyelid.|
|Someone's child plays recklessly among the boulders while their parents are doing goodness knows what...|
|...probably photographing the local Rock Pipits or something.|