A walk in the woods…to see the bluebells. Freshened by this morning’s rain, they seemed to glow with their own internal light source. Trees alive with the songs of blackcaps, chiffchaffs, goldcrests and tree creepers.
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The blue tits that are using the nest box in our garden are getting much busier. Nest building is very much underway as can be seen in the picture below. I built and installed the box last year, and what they don’t know is that it has a hinged roof, so I can take a peek inside. This is not just from idle curiosity but so that I can record the nest activity for the BTO Nest Record Scheme. They are such bossy birds and are great fun to watch.
There was a moment of alarm last weekend when I realised the box was leaning at an odd angle. Part of the fixings I had used to attach it to the tree had come loose. Fortunately I was able to do a quick repair job without disturbing the birds – hence the string now tied around the box. Disaster averted!
Warm enough to eat outside this evening while enjoying the sight and sound of our newly arrived visitors.
The normally busy A303 at 8am on Friday. Felt like I was in a John Wyndham novel.
This view across to Coquet Island in Northumberland is my reset button.
Cup and ring marks on the Roughting Linn stone, Northumberland. They are between 3500 and 6000 years old. The rock, roughly 20m x 5m, is hidden away in woodland. An ancient place.
