One of the joys of my regular walks around my home in Kent is the unexpected find. Something different, obtuse, something that you couldn't have envisaged finding!
Today I decided that the water logged fields behind my home would have to do without this walker for one day and so I collected together all the paraphernalia that accompanies me on these jaunts, put the dog into the back of the car and headed for the village of Benenden a short ride away.
As is most times the case I was preoccupied with looking around for signs of invertebrate life when the woodland path I was following took me close to a little stream. Thinking that it'd make a real change to scout around this kind of habitat I diverted from the path ( a la Little Red Riding Hood) and for a while hugged the edge of the stream (not literally you understand) all the time looking downwards for signs of life, either in the water or the undergrowth.