Not much to say except that I saw a polecat last night, the third occasion in my life. Driving home up the hill from Boxmoor to Bovingdon around midnight a mustelid ran across the road in front of me. It was dark but the glimpse that I had of the face was that of a polecat or polecat-ferret.
Taking my usual walk today it was striking how the autumn colours had come on in the last few days. When the sun came out I really regretted not having the camera with me. There wasn't much to see in the way of variety or numbers of birds. A couple of probable skylarks put up on a cultivated field but the gem was naturally a red kite. Circling over the fields behind my house at tree top height it finally came over my head as I reached the edge of the field. Living where I do I suppose that I should be blasé about them by now but when one comes overhead there is no choice. I still just stop and say "wow!"
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