From RSPB Minsmere. Also the inspiration for P.D. James' 'Devices and Desires'.
Also various poems e.g. this by Deryn Rees-Jones:
Midnight Beach at Sizewell B
How ordinary it is,
like a shoebox, or a series of shoeboxes,
as if you could assemble it yourself,
make the dome complete, for instance, in a trice,
splitting two straight lines in half
then blending them
till they become two softly touching arcs,
made pale and oddly solid
silvered in a moment,
a gasp of breath on glass.
Yet still it would be nothing more than ordinary -
in fact it's this you can accept it for -
the line of cars, the lights, its gently low-key whirr,
the man and women on their shift
now laughing, muttering, perhaps, while
diligently clocking on; one tiny, smoking chimney
straying in the sapless sky
as if all human error, pain
was quietly taken care of, here -
bundled up, smoothed out, and trimmed;
catapulted centuries away.