On a Sunday, the Blythe Valley Business Park is mostly deserted. Many lots are vacant, with a short tarmac drive leading into rough grass. It has been landscaped around as a nature reserve with paths through trees and between flooded gravel pits. There are kestrel and buzzard but few water fowl, just a couple of mute swan pairs and some coots. The last two weekends, I have heard cuckoos calling but have been unable to locate them in the trees.
Three times I sketched the stream as it wound through undergrowth. I continue to use pen and brushpen, liberating the ink with water and letting it bead and dry on resistant paper