Wednesday, 13 May 2015

Found a dead swan on the foreshore. So sad to see its solitary mate swimming alone in the shallows.

Tuesday, 5 May 2015

Cuckoo flowers mingle in the dark rushes like delicate lace.

Monday, 4 May 2015

The woodland air is heavy with the scent of bluebells.

The ponds are full again and brimming with tadpoles.