The Late Summer Sun

The late summer sun hangs low and lovely, casting a mellow glow across the meadows.

Grasses and reeds stand tall, as high as the wanderers who tread the mown paths, a carpet with wild mint tangled through the undergrowth - its heady scent filling the air. It has been a dry year, from the first days of spring through to the heat of high summer, and the sun-bleached blades are a sure sign that the season has reached its peak.

The ornithologists are quietly thrilled by their findings. They recorded a wonderful variety of birdlife, including rarer species such as Grasshopper Warblers and Lesser Whitethroats - and even a very young Redstart, likely fledged from a nest tucked away in nearby woodland. Such sightings are rare in eastern Gloucestershire and a true delight to witness at this time of year.

As the seasons shift, the water table will begin to rise. The meadows, now golden and dry, will gradually surrender to the rhythm of the river Leach, slipping into their winter state - glassy and submerged.