On this dull grey morning, I headed into the area of wildflowers meadows where the two different yellows of dominating flowers provided a wonderful brightness. The pale yellow of the Cowslips now, in some fields, starting to be overtaken by the bright yellow of the Bulbous Buttercups, whose pale green sepals wrap down the stem.
Above me the wonderous sound of Skylarks, at least 4 different birds in song, sending their fluty music down towards me. Another lighted up from amongst the mass of flowers and grasses where its nest will be in a divot on the ground.
Flitting through the Blackthorn hedgerow was a Stonechat, appearing after a while to perch on the top of an upstanding twig, which is now fully leaved, as the blossom has faded.
Underneath, the Bluebells are turning to seed, still blue but going darker. Scattered alongside are the tall stems of Garlic Mustard, with Three-cornered Leek and a few Ramsons.
The yaffle of a Green Woodpecker caught my ear, the yellow rump flying away in the distance.
On the Hawthorn trees the blossom is now starting to turn them white, and Common Whitethroats are using them as song perches, their scratchy song wafting through the air.
Mixing with it Blackbirds, Song Thrush, Lesser Whitethroat and Greenfinch, while snatches of Goldfinch song heard as the small groups take off.
Two Roe Deer grazing in the fields, a much more gingery coloured coat than a month ago, as they have lost the winter thickness.
On the bare earth the small piles of fine earth the tell-tale signs of Mining Bees.
Still some really good examples of the Early Spider Orchid to be found, as well as Green-winged Orchids and now a few emerging Pale Flax.