Walking on further, I came to a small wooden bridge over the beck. A Mallard and seven ducklings were busy feeding on flies along the beck and a Blackbird sat in the tree ready to start the afternoon chorus together with a Chiffchaff.
Over the bridge and down the path, the vegetation near our feet was alive with Nettle-tap Moths. Small & Large White butterflies flew past at head high and another day flying moth called a Grass Rivulet was spotted.
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