I could see his tonsils!
This wee wren was singing so loudly , flapping his wings and so intent he didn’t notice me! There were five hares playing and leaping round the field. The Larch had tiny scarlet cones on. So Spring must be here! The Thrush started singing at 0530.
A fine dry day made walking a pleasure, as ever.
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