After the starry sky of last night, the fog covered was a bit disappointing, however through the merk came the sounds of a Chiffchaff. The repetitive chiff-chaff-chiff-chaff-chiff-chaff-chiff echoing through the air.
Some gorgeous Primrose patches on the banks, the pale yellow flowers showing well against the large green leaves.
As we wait for the sun to squeeze through the blanket of fog, the Lesser Celandine flowers are tightly closed, waiting for the sun’s rays before opening the waxy bright yellow petals.
The tall triangular leaves and tall stem of the Three-cornered Leek are beginning to sport the white bel like flower, just a few at the moment, with many more preparing to emerge.
The large Sallow is covered in soft silvery furry buds, this one of the many ‘pussy willows’ found on the trees of the Willow family.
A chattering coming from the hedgerow, was a group of House Sparrows, fairly well hidden amongst the rambling brown stems of Bramble and Traveller’s Joy.
Large red berries of the Cherry Laurel provide a flash of colour in the woods, the long leaves a bright green.
At the top of some Sycamores the cawing call of some Rooks, not sure only 9 nests can be called a Parliament which is the collective term for Rooks.
A charm of Goldfinches tinkled as they descended onto the Hawthorn tree, each bird perching on the prickly twigs. The now emerged sun shining on the feathers a collection of black, red, white and gold.
The sticky buds of the Horse Chestnut, just starting to open up while flitting on and off was a Great Tit, the bold yellow chest split by the black stripe.
A sudden burst of chatting came from a Stonechat, whose white collar was easily spotted as it perched.
The few blue Grape Hyacinths now emerging in the car parks.