Loved up robins

Today was my birthday and after being woken up by a lovely raft of birthday wishes and phone calls, we headed north to Brockholes, the jewel in the crown of Lancashire Wildlife Trust. It's a long time since we've been and it was very quiet, people-wise, but there was plenty to see. The bluebells, cowslips and primroses were out in abundance and the river was full of swallows and sand martins looking for a meal. All that was missing was the sun! 
The unofficial feeding station in Boilton Woods was teeming with birds and squirrels and there were two little bank voles that kept appearing in between the roots of the tree. It was lovely just sitting on a log and watching the comings and goings. There are a few of my favourite shots in extras with the bluebells providing a nice backdrop. The deer was just sat lazily in amongst the woods and not bothered at all. 
On the way back to the car we heard a grasshopper warbler and spent ages looking for it, but it remained hidden. You'd have thought it would have come to say hello on my birthday wouldn't you?! 
Hubby has cooked us a delicious meal - fillet steak, stilton mushrooms, new potatoes & green veg with lemon tart for afters - wonderful. I'm so glad I taught him how to cook - he's a keeper! :)