Cloudless blue sky and a day off to explore the tops and lanes around the plot – a rare experience (well actually the first such foray). In the rougher ground skylarks pop up everywhere and an occasional lapwing and curlew are heard in the distance.
A large over-Wintering Peacock suns on a fence post
and descending from the top on sunken lanes the steep banks are alive with growth. The shaded north-facing side hosts the woodland flowers – anemones, violets… while the brighter side has primroses and the first uncurling bracken fronds. We collect a visual birthday bouquet.
Back towards home and the newly arrived swallows swoop over the farm while on the plot the flycatcher busies in the freshly flowering Ash
Robin, Wren and Goldcrest flit around, beaks full of nesting material, defending bursts of song.
Gribin Isaf 