We’re lucky to live on a quiet country lane in a village. The fields at the end of the lane do call us on a sunny lunchtime when working from home and we wander down to take a look at the view.
Despite the impression of a lovely warm day in the picture below (taken a few minutes ago) it’s actually quite chilly and blustery today. However, the bright sun does have a sense of the coming spring about it…as did the plump ewes in the fields…
This chap has been singing amongst the leafless limbs of the old oak tree across the road since dawn this morning, and it’s not far of dusk. We haven’t heard much from a song thrush around the house since we moved in two years ago but hoping this one sticks around this spring.
This morning we dropped into the churchyard at Chelveston, near Rushden. We had heard that it’s a great place for snowdrops and aconites, and we weren’t disappointed.
There were great carpets of snowdrops all around the church, and with the sun out and the rooks building nests in the neighbouring trees, it really did seem like spring was finally on its way.
Daft Mumblings 