As my dormousing took me back to the site where I had unsuccessfully tried to see a water shrew, it was a good opportunity to try again.
I was heartened to learn that in the week since my previous visit, the water shrew had been heard by the pond by several people.
Being more organised this time, I had lunch before starting my vigil. I also came prepared with a hat to keep the sun off, so that was another improvement over last time.
I settled myself in the same spot, and kept watch. There seemed to be fewer buzzards around, which was a good sign for my chances of seeing a small mammal. There were, however, several butterfly surveyors. It was nice to have a chat with them, and learn a bit about the butterflies found in the wood. It also made quite a pleasant change to talk to people who didn’t seem to think what I was doing (standing by a pond for hours) was very eccentric. I think there must be some kind of special bond between wildlife enthusiasts, even if we are interested in different sorts of wildlife.
My old tormentor, the dragonfly, had another go at driving me crazy, but I wasn’t falling for it this time.
Sadly I still didn’t get sight of a water shrew, although I think I may have heard it. I have struggled to find a recording of water shrew noises online, and I am rubbish at interpreting the descriptions of sounds that books give, so I can’t be sure. But it definitely wasn’t a frog!
So, the quest to see a water shrew continues. I may focus on another species for a while…
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