I am not, you might have guessed, in East Dulwich. I am in the village of Crofty, on the north side of the Gower Peninsula, overlooking the Loughor Estuary.
I can see strange things from the patio decking today: five grey herons, a swathe of spotted redshanks, curlews by the dozen, three little egrets (with their yellow rubber-glove feed), four or five cattle egrets, a couple of grebe-like things way off in the distance and several thousand oystercatchers. I am not, you might have guessed, in East Dulwich. I am in the village of Crofty, on the north side of the Gower Peninsula, overlooking the Loughor Estuary.
The garden itself, however is devoid of wildlife. The back garden is just 30 square metres of close-mown lawn and the front garden has just a few neat beds of geraniums and some small decorative cypresses. It's a holiday bungalow, so the garden is kept to a maintenance-free minimum.
Someone recently commented on one of these blogs that they lived, not in a house, but in a garden, with a house attached. This bungalow might not have much of a garden, but that does not matter. It is a house with several square miles of saltmarsh and mudflats attached.
So wild is the wildlife hereabouts that we have been asked by the owners to keep it at bay. On leaving, through back gate onto the marshes or front gate out to the road, we must shut the gates after us. Otherwise the Llanrhidian ponies, which wander free over the saltings, get in and wreck the place.
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28/11/2011 at 18:41
Sounds wonderful, its a lovely part of the country.