November after more rain

Early November brought more rain onto saturated earth, no problem for most inhabitants of the Riverside at this time of the year - with abundant insect life in the still mild temperatures. 

The river overflowed its defined channel and banks to fill its ancient river bed, spreading out where once it ran as several channels wherever it wished.

The river showing its true nature as it spreads out over its ancient course

Oak leaves are still clinging to trees whilst new leaf buds form. Sharp frosts will change the scene and snow complete the process if it comes.

A quick look on the morning of 7th November - the river had burst its banks on 4th November, shown in the above photo - but the water had receded, leaving river bank vegetation flattened by the floodwater and huge piles of leaves driven downstream were left on the riverside banks - perfect hiding places for small creatures when the weather turns frosty. There was a chilly southerly wind but the sun offered some warmth when it appeared.

Blackbirds were foraging very close to the river (5) and robins were singing or 'chinking' (4). Blue tits (36) and great tits (13) were performing acrobatics on the willows overhanging the fast-flowing river, catching insects whilst a few fast-moving long-tailed tits could be seen on top of a Hawthorn hedge, feeding amongst the twigs (3). Many woodpigeons were busy on the field and grasses, with others close to the water (35). Chaffinches were more visible now, very smart in new plumage (6) but still quiet unlike the house sparrows which were chattering loudly in the brambles and hedgerow (16).

The river, sought out by birds, sustaining life.

A fine view of a goldfinch preening in the sun - it had obviously been bathing in the river - and looking down, a glimpse of more on a branch just above the water level bathing and preening and even more goldfinches flying down to join them (17). They appear to be more numerous this year, joining forces to search for wild plant seeds. Wrens were calling loudly (4) but not a full song, and a dunnock flew up to have a good look around , perched at the top of a Hawthorn before dropping back down into the undergrowth at the sight of magpies (3) flying across. A loud alarm call gave away a nuthatch in an old oak.

Even after all the rain and floodwater, birds are always seeking out the river, its water for bathing, its riverine undergrowth for insects, its trees for berries and nuts, its banks for warmth and shelter.