I am putting up the next Rig amongst tall grasses in the Pond Field. There are thousands of veil webs and orb webs all around but the nearest spider to me is a large female Four-spotted orb spider. She spends much of the time motionless, either digesting a meal or waiting for the next fly to get stuck on her sticky threads
I finished building Rigout this week. It stands in the centre of "Gwynfrudd Field", a circular, open area at the base of Coed y Foel. I have stained the oak limbs and the colours will alter with time and weather.
The warmth and dampness have encouraged even more growth and the Knapweed, Meadowsweet, Purple Loosestrife and Valerian have been in full bloom. Our Evening Primroses, although not native are good providers of nectar and of course seed. A lizard parent imposes his rights to a sunbathing position and I have nearly finished making an oak piece in Gwynfrudd Field.
The warm wooden bench nearby the pond is a favourite basking place for common lizards.
The high summer Teasles attract nectar lovers and squirrels are already eating our unripe apples.
There are two pairs of Martins breeding on the house setting up a continual chatter.
The evening sky during supper gives a clue to an unsettled beginning of August.
White flowered Rosebay sends glistening white seed into the wind. It comes into flower before the more vigorous pink variety
Unusually this wasp nest is above ground level protected from the rain by ceramic sculpture.
I will see how far underground it goes in the autumn
We spend a considerable amount of time potting up and then planting out seedlings aiming for flower rich meadow land
The full moon setting over Coed y Foel at four in the morning
An enormous Kiftsgate rose rambles through a willow threatening to tumble into the back pond. Maurice's head can just be seen. Hundreds of bees and other insects vibrate the air with a loud hum.
There is a dark outhouse built in stone called the Duckarama and stuck on an overhead beam is a swallow's nest built with mud. The four chicks will probably fledge today and when anything curious approaches the entrance a parent will swoop down and cry out.
Maurice walking one of his pathways where the surrounding grass has grown as tall as he is. A juvenile shrew trying to find its way back home between rocks. The Slow Worm at rest hidden in the long grass.
Round the sheep dip
The second brood this year.
Mr and Mrs Lizard live on the lower decks of Wasp Loft inside ceramic tubes and between the logs. They appear on the slate when the sun warms it up.
The day that most of the tiny toads leave the pond for a hidden life on land in the cwm.
They are only 5 mm long and frantically and erratically try to walk across and through the vegetation.
We try not to step on them, they are as small as flies!