creeping buttercup ....

...  and skylarks.  

This is the third Spring that we've spent next to the Common.  We never tire  of it.  

And I'm amazed - and I guess I shouldn't be really - to see that the skylarks have come back to the same spot as they did during our previous two Springs.  

As I get down on my knees to take this, one rises, right in front of me.  It's up and away far quicker than I am.

I'm going to have to put Vaughn Williams (the lark ascending) on my phone playlist.