There's still a chill in the air, the remnants of morning frost and last night's snow still speckle the lawn but the unfurling of spring is unstoppable.
Catkins hang from hazel and alder, primroses peep out from the hedgerows; nature just can't seem to hold back anymore, and as usual, I was accompanied around the garden by robins
Dainty spring flowers of snowdrop, crocus and celandine showing their colours, just a few, nothing excessive
The bright and cheeky robins seems to be everywhere at once, is it just one that follows, or many? They have very few distinguishing features but from observations I think there are at least 5 different robins in the garden
A haven of quiet countryside highlighting issues affecting the natural world.