From the top of a Field Maple, just by a gateway came the most gorgeous, if persistent song, the musical fluty notes being issued by a Song Thrush, whose speckled chest could be seen as I looked up at it from below. A Chaffinch was adding to the noise, the song speeding up as it went through the tune. All this activity as I replenished the dog poo bags!
The meadows are awash with Bulbous Buttercups and Hay Rattle, providing two very different yellows to the view, while the grasses have suddenly gone for a growth spurt, Tall Fescue now 4foot high in places.
A smattering of Pale Flax opening up, as the sun breaks through the grey cloud cover more will open to provide pale blue layer.
In Saxon meadow a Common Whitethroat scratched its song, as it perched on the highest twig of an Elder bush, while standing on an Ant hill was a Skylark, taking a break from singing, allowing me to admire the delicate marking that are not seen when it is just a noisy dot in the sky.
Sliding across the paths numerous Slugs, so many I just had to stop to count, at least 15 in every square yard along the 30 yard section!
A few Swallows zooming across plus a couple of jet black Swifts, wings swept back as they flap and glide.
A small bright pink patch of Sainfoin alongside Salad Burnet and Hoary Plantain, some of these hosting a Froghopper, which are developing inside the blobs of Cuckoo Spit.
Just above the lighthouse, a shape on the Bramble caught my attention, here a female Yellowhammer was perched, occasional chirps being uttered, hopefully the male was sitting on eggs somewhere nearby.
Across the sky a corvid convention with Jay, Jackdaw, Magpie, Carrion Crow and Raven all at the same time.
A pair of Roe Deer lazing around in the grass, the female heavily pregnant – please keep your dogs under close control, not allowing them to chase or disturb the wildlife.