Long-time readers will be familiar with my regular visits to Freshfield, near Formby, between Liverpool and Southport. I’ve been coming here for over 30 years, since my student days, for the beach, the forest, and the red squirrels. And, seeing as it was my birthday, and a bit of a walk was called for, off we went.
I’m pleased to report, like last time, the red squirrel numbers are still on the increase. The colony seems to be recovering well from the dreaded Pox. Not only that, they seem to be coming out to see us again, and are earning their entrance fee at last.
As I’ve said before, natural history photography is all well and good, but it’s a bit dull for the layman. I’ll be the first to applaud a photo of a pair of gannets playing chess, or a sheep doing keep-ups. So, when I take an animal photo, I hope to get something that even I won’t fall asleep on.
Fortunately, this time, I got a photo of a red squirrel burying its head in the sand, and another red squirrel carrying a bag of chips.