Ash

I walked down to the river this morning and it was pretty chilly after yesterday’s beautiful weather. Not too many people about but I did meet a couple of friendly dogs (with owners), one of which kept bringing me a stick to throw.

No butterflies, not a cuckoo to be heard, but I did get a few pictures of a chiffchaff fluttering it’s wings, as well as this ash tree breaking out.

Worth a read if you can find it on the BBC website. “Ukraine - The narrative the West doesn’t hear”, by Frank Gardner.