My wife called to me from the garden earlier today - from the kitchen window, she'd seen a magpie pecking at the grass out the back. Nothing unusual about that, but it had suddenly jumped back and then turned and flown away, so she'd been out to investigate.
When I went outside, I could see the ground heaving slightly in the middle of our back lawn, so I grabbed the camera and a stool and sat close to it. After around five minutes, the earth broke but the mole didn't seem to emerge.
|the very small molehill|