Spring forward, fall back.

Spring forward, fall back - the old menomic for remembering to change from GMT to BST. The lighter evenings mean I've been able t oget out after work. Checking the fields over the last few nights was rewarding with good numbers of Pied Wagtails and a handful of White Wagtails following the plough. Sure enough, as predicted, a single female Wheatear joined the throng of Wagtails and Meadow Pipits midweek.
The local birds are full of the joys of spring and are busy proclaiming their territories or, like my garden Wrens and Blackbirds, nest building.

This Goldcrest seems to be celebrating not only the spring but having survived the harsh winter.

With Primroses in full bloom and the Blackthorn beginning to flower theres no turning back now.