A light frost dusted the meadow and the sun stretched through the naked trees.
MeWally recorded bird sitings for the BTO as it's the first day of their Spring observations.
I noticed that lovely Nailsworth not only lacks a decent peel of bells, which really irks me, but also a dreaming spire. The place looks a bit of a sprawl without a fairy tale focal point.
Garlic (Ramson) looks delicious. When we go walking on Sunday (the only good day forecast for this Easter weekend) I'm going to pick a good bunch of leaves and make garlic pancakes.
Dogs Mercury must be one of the earliest native plants to flower.
Did you put this here? No? Well it wasn't me. Bloody kids. And me a yogurt weaving, carrot munching foody, Thats our dry stone wall that's been interferred with, by the way.
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