A late afternoon walk in the watery winter sun on Longrun has got me thinking that spring is not so far away.
The hazel catkins were swaying in the breeze and I found the tiny gem-like red female flowers further up the twigs.
On reaching the willow cathedral I was amazed to see pearls of light grey flowers opening along the willow branches.
However the birds won the day. I heard the green woodpecker’s laugh and then as I approached the pond saw it fly off with a dipping flight towards the mature trees along the river. Almost simultaneously I heard the great spotted woodpecker* which was drilling in a rotten alder tree.
Along the hedges were a multitude of our resident birds – goldfinch, greenfinch, chaffinch, robin and most beautiful singer of all the song thrush sitting high in an oak tree.
Yes, Longrun Meadow is a great place to walk.
[* Helen did tell me I might struggle with the pictures – the woodpeckers are tricky to photograph. My excuse is that today the alders by the river were occupied: