Sure enough, when I got the pond and boardwalk it was flooded.
Or so it seemed. In fact, on the far side of the pool - ironically between the pool and the river - there was enough dry(ish) land to have a mooch about.
I had a good root around and sieved dead grasses / tussocks, steadily filling a few pots along the way. I then headed up to the top of the embankment to walk back along the gorse-lined track overlooking the quarry.
Whilst up there I tapped the gorse as I walked along, gradually filling up more pots. 'So where is the evidence of all this pot filling?' I hear you ask. Well that'll wait as I've got more to work through and, actually, getting photos of tiny stuff in the evening is not viable unless it is deceased - and I think I've sniffed too much ethyl acetate for one night.
One I will share now though is a new for me weevil tapped from gorse .....
Andrion regensteinense - look at the spiky bristles on that!
I've been listening to a lot of the Sisters lately, including Floodland appropriately: