The gang were right up by the top gate, with Flam and Kat having a little lie down. I think Doune was keeping guard. Flam got up and had a bit of a stretch and then came to say Hello, which was good as I was a little worried about her. They all looked well and the flies weren't so much of a problem. Both troughs full and murky, with the top one a particularly nasty green/brown colour.
Took the scenic route back via Section 1 and as I emerged onto the main path, so did a fox cub. We stared, I nodded, it ran back into the brush. And then a large Red Kite came swooping down quite low too. But no butterflies, well one peacock. And the lake is starting to dwindle quite quickly now, it'll probably be gone in a week or so 😞.
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