David

Possibly a garden escapee, this flowering viper’s bugloss was growing on the pavement of a residential street.

A young coot, by now almost as big as its parents, stands on the end of a fallen log in West Park lake. Occasionally it takes a few pecks at preening its feathers.

One of those urban weeds which I just vaguely noticed but never really paid attention to. Then I got an ID on these pictures. It’s wall lettuce, and does indeed seem happiest right up against walls, on pavements all over the place.

I took these pictures looking directly down at the plant. The very long, thin stems were bowed down, perhaps by the weight of the tiny flowers.

A pair of shelducks taking their ease on sparsely vegetated shingle on the Rye Harbour nature Reserve. One appeared to be asleep, the other awake and alert.

The main access road into the Rye harbour Nature Reserve, busy with birdwatchers and other nature lovers, lots of dog walkers, and even the odd vehicle going to or from the reserve visitor centre. None of this traffic stopped a common pill woodlouse from making its way, with a few random changes of direction, from one grassy verge to the other.

A well-grown moorhen chick in West Park grooms its feathers. As it stands preening then stalks off, its feet look, at least to me, as out of proportion to the rest of its body.