I popped out a couple of days ago to undertake a short evening session with the hares. As I left home some storm clouds were bubbling up over ahead. By the time I was half way to the site the clouds overhead had formed into a swirling black mass, punctuated with lightning and then the rain just dropped in a heavy downpour and the road along which I was travelling quickly appeared to turn into a small river. I nearly turned back home but carried on knowing that such summer storms are often fairly short-lived events. It was still deluging as I arrived at site and not surprisingly very few hares were to be seen. However, the storm passed and as soon as the rain stopped' some very soggy hares started to appear for their evening feed.
Shaking off some excess rainwater

Fortunately the sun soon then reappeared and photography conditions improved rapidly. 
Crossing the track or was it chasing its shadow?
I came across one hare that was busy cleaning itself. It was interesting to watch as it cleaned its front paws.
Before tucking them tight against its body
and then settling down for a snooze with its front paws resting on it hind legs so that they would not get wet and dirty again.
It is glimpsing these small intimate moments of behaviour that is one of the great joys of wildlife photography for me. A pleasure that can only be gained by spending long periods in close proximity to animals.
Before tucking them tight against its body
and then settling down for a snooze with its front paws resting on it hind legs so that they would not get wet and dirty again.
It is glimpsing these small intimate moments of behaviour that is one of the great joys of wildlife photography for me. A pleasure that can only be gained by spending long periods in close proximity to animals.
This photo of a Short-eared owl just about to jump on a vole was also recognised at Birdguides with Photo of the Week earlier this year.
I decided to enter the Britsh Birds Bird Phtograph of the Year competition this year and one of my enteries of a sanderling was short-listed in this large competition.

and always enjoyable to watch the chases and female fending off the advances of males.
I came close again to catching that boxing moment but still not quite there. I am sure one day my perserverence will be rewarded.
One thing I know for sure I will never tire of photographing these beautiful and interesting animals.
I also came across this grey heron.
The highlight of the trip was locating a young green woodpecker. This is a species that is very difficult to approach and after a bit of patience I was rewarded with my first decent photographs of this very wary bird.
Showing typical behaviour, the bird was constantly looking around while digging for ants in a grass bank.
A great encounter and one I have waited a long time for. Just need to try and get a photograph of an adult bird although that may be some way off in the future.
Panther Grouper are always good subject as they are slow moving!!
From my local aquarium, the Blue Planet Aquarium in Cheshire:
and some shark and awe to finish this post.
Male Congo Tetra



Obviously there is only so many times you can photograph or your own fish, although I still have an occasional session.
I then progressed on to public aquariums. This presented a whole range of new challenges that I will discuss in the next post of this series.
Pairs of stonechats are still to be found amongst the dunes along the coast. For some reason this year I seem to be photographing many females, which are usually the more wary.
I found a solitary Knot, a reminder that some of the waders will be returning from the north soon. Unusually, considering its June, it was already in full winter plumage.



There were quit a few terns moving between the lagoons' islands, where they were nesting, and the Solent where they were going on fishing expeditions. Sandwich Tern (although I only saw one), Common Tern and Little Tern were all to be seen. The Little Terns were out of range so I concentrated on the Common Terns. Fortunately one bird landed by my feet which allowed a potrait.




A moment of self-reflection.
The spines on this stickleback did not help it from an inevitable fate.
